That's what I told them yesterday when I had a sobbing snotty meltdown as the team gassed him to sleep. That was just for the IV placement. And thank God I'm a crazy demanding mommy...cause that IV was a HUGE benefit this morning. We were able to keep it in all night!
But back to yesterday.
I have been told that I have knack for enhancing ordinary life...and creating a drama. Maybe I do? Although somehow I think radical brain surgery sounds dramatic all on it's own. But yesterday was just AWFUL. Stressful. Looooooong.
The Sedation Team had to use the maximum amount of medications to get him to sleep. We were all stressed out when 45 minutes later Trevor was still a screaming hair ripping out maniac.
Sweet lil' smokies finally...he was out. And they captured the MRI. We were called back in to see our baby.
Who...loaded up as many IV sleep meds as legally possible...now wouldn't wake up. Which sent us up to the Observation Unit. A bay of beds separated by curtains. Very cozy. Ha. About four hours of sleep in the thought actually crossed my mind...
What if he doesn't wake up? What if I just said good-bye to my baby and didn't even know it?
And for those rolling their eyes and my drama-ness. Jonathan had the same thought.
Which is why we were a joyful blubbering mess when he finally came around. And drank some juice. So we could go back and enjoy our beautiful King sized room!
Which we did. Trevy slept like a champ between us. Jonathan and I are well rested today too.
We're in the Surgical Waiting room. Because after yesterday's drama they had the General Anesthesia Team work with Trevy. He's having his PET scan right now.
This round of sleeping went SO much more smoothly. SO much so. And now we wait.
Dr. Neuro-Surgeon will meet with us later today. I'll update as I can.