"Ok, maybe it wasn't the most fun I have ever had. But I am very happy to home now." - Wesley
It really wasn't too bad. Jason and I went to bed around 11:45pm last night after packing the bag and preparing everything for each of the kids for the next day. I got up shortly before 3:30am to nurse Wesley one last time before his fast began. And then Jason and I couldn't go back to sleep. Finally we got up and read and showered and everything else to prepare. Leah came this morning instead of spending the night. Wesley woke up around 6:30am so we grabbed him and immediately loaded him in the truck and left. His surgery was at UNMH. They have a brand new building there that is beautiful and very inviting. Wesley was distracted from the fact he was getting hungry by all the toys and new places to crawl around and under (lots of chairs in the waiting room). They called us back and we got him undressed and they took his vital signs. By this point he was starting to get cranky that no one was feeding him. They let him push buttons on the monitors for a little while and then Jason pulled him around in a little red wagon to help occupy him and forget his rumbling tummy. Soon after they gave Wesley a sedative to calm him down and help him prepare to be seperated from us. It wasn't long before he was reclined back, legs sprawled, arms and hands hanging over the edge of the wagon and saying "Dada da da da" over and over again. He looked very relaxed and quite happy (read intoxicated). I walked along side him holding his little hand and his thumbs and kissing them over and over again. I couldn't help it. I just love them so much. Finally it was time for him to go back to surgery. The sedative made the separation very easy. Jason and I gave him one last kiss and then they pulled the little red wagon through the doors. I did fine (read cried) and then we went to get a bite to eat and wait. Roughly 2 hours later they were finished and we got to speak with the doctor about how it went. He said it was perfect and everything went beautifully. They removed the radial side or the outer thumb. That was the one that did not bend much and the doctor said it was common when there are two thumbs that the outer radial thumb won't have the flexor tendon so it doesn't bend. That was Wesley's case. They ended up putting a pin in his remaining thumb to help straighten it out since it was become somewhat crooked. In two weeks we will have the cast removed, x-rays, and then maybe another cast for two weeks after that.
We got to see Wesley after that in recovery. He started to flop around and I mean literally flop. The cast is so big and heavy that every time he tried to move his arm the rest of his body would follow. They let me pick him up and hold him until he awoke. He had some IV tubes, an oxygen tube that we had to keep blowing in his face (it wasn't strapped to him), and oxygen meter strapped to his toe, and then clothes and blankets that were half on since now nothing fits over the cast. I think we will be cutting some shirts here soon. Wesley took his time to wake up. They used general anesthesia for the operation and it takes time to shake it off. Now that I held him in my arms, I was able to take a little nap too. Wesley would try to wake up, try to open his eyes and then fall right back to sleep.
Around 1:30pm or so he finally woke up, looked around and said "Da?" He seemed confused with the unfamiliar faces of the nurses but mostly confused why his arm weighed so much and why he couldn't get the big white thing off. A few more papers and to sign and instructions and finally we got to go home. No special meds other than over the counter Motrin for a few days. Kids are amazing that way- they said if you give them stronger pain killers they usually wind up more cranky from the side effects than they would otherwise be with simple OTC pain reducers.
No clothes yet but we have already started to decorate the cast. Allie was the first to leave her mark.
(Jason: Thanks to all for including our little boy in your thoughts and prayers...)
Friday, March 20, 2009
That was the MOST fun I've ever had!
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I'm glad it went so well. Will you just be giving Motrin for pain for a few days or what? I love the description of him flopping from the weight of his cast. I can totally imagine it. Cute boy! It seems kind of nice he could have the surgery so young because I think it's maybe less traumatizing to him because he doesn't really understand everything yet. We'll keep praying for a good recovery now!
I am so glad that it went well for Wesley. It is always such a relief when it is over. Hopefully the cast doesn't bother him too badly. It is hard when they don't understand WHY that thing has to be there. I like Allie's signature. That is so cute. We will keep praying for you all!
Flippitty Flop huh? I'll bet. we're glad that Wesley did well and that he has made it through surgery just fine. It will be interesting to see how it looks. Keep us informed
Thanks for the update, we were thinking of you! Love the happy Wesley photos, hope the healing will be fast!
It is Saturday morning, 4:50 a.m. I'm getting ready to leave for the temple but had to check and see how little Wesley Banks was doing. Thanks for your post and the pictures. We love that guy!
he looks so cute! Glad it went well.
Thanks for asking about the pain med. Ilene. We changed the text because we forgot to mention that.
Glad to hear that Wesley's OK. He looks happy!
Oh I am so glad all went well!!!!
I'm so glad it went well, for Wesley and you two! Y'all are in our thoughts and prayers.
I'm so glad it went well, too! Good job being brave, Joy. Doug (Carla's husband) saw you at the hospital and reminded Rus and I about Wesley's surgery, so you were in our thoughts that day. I'm sorry he has to have that big ol' cast for so long! On an infant it's a snap, but on a big curious boy it will be a true celebration to get it off! Good luck with that...and I'd still love to have you down sometime...
it took me awhile to wake up after my surgery too. It must run in the family. I didn't look so happy though for quite some time. Wes sure is a cute and happy kid!
Glad it went well and can't wait to see him.
oh, my sweet Wesley! I am glad to hear it went well. I guess we can't say he is the "six-fingered man", now! That is so cute that he is starting to talk. I can't wait to see you all again!
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