2. Tuesday (head injury at 2pm) to Wednesday (when my baby returned home at 9pm) were the longest 31 hours of my life. Labor was easier, totally.
For those that are interested in the whole story - obviously not a quick take:
So this morning, after a good night sleep, I can probably share a bit more. After the injury (tues 2pm) we called our Ped. They scheduled us and saw us at 3pm then said they wanted us to be seen by a plastic surgeon. They sent us to the ER where we waited 2 hours until the plastic surgeon then asked us to come back the next day to his office the next morning (at this point feeling a bit stuck, I should have called back to our ped, but it was after 5pm). So...yall saw the posts about surviving the night with Augie and his head laceration. It was a long night. 8.30am arrive at doctors. 9am seen by doctor. he was very nonchalant. I am tired mom with son with lacerated head. Because I fed him breakfast (wish someone would have suggested i not do this) they could not schedule him until 8 hours after eating. He did offer to schedule him for Thurs morning but I did not want to wait another night. So...I choose to occupy my son and not feed him all day. 2:20pm - arrive at surgery center. Get checked in and start waiting. They bring us back to a long room of waiting people and stick us in a private room. Augie begins to scream and tantrum (no sleep, no food...sort of understandable). He screams for at least 45 minutes straight. People are talking to me and I hear very little of what they are saying. Anesthesia doc comes in and I say "oh thank God". And then he tells me it is going to be a long wait. There are 15 patients in front of us. I beg him for anything and he orders Valium. This calms Augie down and I sit cry in this room alone for well over an hour while he colors on himself with highlighters in a cage-crib. My friend, a nurse, called. I answered accidentally. I am not sure how she heard anything through my blubbering, but she encouraged me to ask for a patient advocate. 5pm. I ask for a patient advocate, she returns and says they will now take him back for surgery. My much needed husband arrives for back up so I can go home. 9pm, the boys arrive home. Augie looked wonderful, and happy and was eating everything in sight. So, we are doing better this morning. I just wished someone could have seen the whole picture and had compassion.
3. Picture proof.
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| My sweet sleeping baby |
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| Thankful for food and eating pizza crust after his arrival back home |
4. I am so grateful for friends and prayers. Without which I could not imagine what might have been.
5. Next subject! I am super excited to be "adopting" a friend's college bound "foster daughter". This is a long story, but my college roomate took in a teenager who has flourished and managed to get herself a couple of full ride offers. She choose a school very near me and we are happy to be a family away from home to her, since she is oh...about 20 hours from home. I am so inspired by her story and looking forward to getting to know her better in the coming years. Please pray for sweet E as she starts college in a land far away from anything familiar. She will do great.
6. My husband is starting a new job next week. Same company, working his way up the ladder. He will do so great! We are in the middle of a life transtion. He has given up his construction business to
7. Immaculee Ilibagiza. She is amazing. If you have not heard of her, please check out her story via this brief interview. I am presenting to our parish council about the possiblity of haing her speak in our Church.
Happy Weekend and cheers to the safety of our children and survival of their mothers.
