Tomorrow our little peanut has surgery to put tubes in her ears.
This was not a decision we came to easily, but in the end, we think it’s the best decision for her. After ten ear infections in twelve months — and a good 18 months ahead where she is going to be highly prone to ear infections — it was a no-brainer. Tubes surgery (aka myringotomy) is a super-common procedure and has the potential to eliminate her streak of ear infections — or, at the very least, reduce the frequency enormously. As chronic ear infections can lead to hearing loss and speech issues, it’s our hope that doing this while she is so young will only have positive results.Only time will tell.
That doesn’t mean as her mama I’m not petrified.
I just spoke to the pre-op nurse and she said we can bring a lovey or something for Maya to hold and that we can keep her in cozy jammies. But she also said:
1) She can’t drink anything past midnight — which is fine because she eats at 7 PM and not again til 7 AM … but since the surgery is at 8:30 and we need to be there at 7:45 … that means she won’t be able to have her morning sippy filled with milk. 😦 This has disaster written all over it … girlfriend wakes up a starvin’ Marvin and signs for milk on the changing table, practically running into our room where she knows she will have her milk. Lord help us.
2) We can’t go into the room for her anesthesia. Several of my friends whose kids have had surgery say this is a good thing … but I dunno, there’s a part of me that feels like I NEED to be there, holding her little hand while she sucks air in the mask and goes to sleep — in like 5 seconds, they say. [Then again, I handled the spinal alone at my C-section — which I didn’t know I’d have to do! I thought L was going to be allowed in the OR for that part and no, he was not!]
I know she will be fine; rationally, I know this. The surgery itself is only 15 minutes, max.
But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a nervous wreck. I hate the thought of her closing her eyes and us not being the last comforting faces she sees. And I hate the thought of her stirring in recovery and not seeing us immediately (they said once she begins stirring we can come in but they need to know she can breathe on her own).
All that said, I can’t wait for tomorrow’s surgery to be behind us. I’ve taken the day off work so I’ll be fully with her and L will be at the surgery too — though he has to go back to work after. Then we’ll chill this weekend and see how she feels. Someday we’ll be able to tell her we did this for her own good … but I still feel bad making her endure any pain or discomfort in the process. ;-(
How about you? Have your kids ever had surgery? How did you handle it? Any tips are welcome!