Addy's Little Surgery

You can't see the tape very well because it's clear - but the red marks on her arm are because of the tape, there was a lot of it :(

This is her after she woke up! She had the awesome blue bandage (that Jaxon was jealous of) where her IV was. She though it was a treat and would try to eat it all the time lol. But she was so happy!

Addison was born with a little skin tag by her left ear. We went back and forth a lot between when she was born and now trying to decide if it was something we should let them remove now or later.

The doctors were pushing us to have it done when she was around 3 months. They told us that once you are 2 months old - your body handles anesthesia the same way it does when you are an adult. They also told us that it might continue to grow and could possibly affect her hearing.

We were obviously very nervous about the thought of having our 3 month old baby put under to have a surgery for something that wasn't life threatening.

After lots of prayers and research, we decided it was best to go with the doctors recommendations and get it done.

The original surgery was scheduled for April 13th but Addy had a little cough and was congested and I felt a pit in my stomach about it so I canceled and pushed it back a week to April 20th. I didn't get a pit at all that week and felt very peaceful about it so we went ahead with the planned surgery.

The night before the surgery I wasn't able to feed Addison milk after midnight - I was however, allowed to give her pedialyte until 2:30am so I fed her milk right before midnight and then I woke her up to feed her some pedialyte at 2:00 (and she only drank 1 1/2 oz).

We had to be at the hospital at 5:30am, so Dan stayed home with Jaxon and off Addy and I went. We got there and signed in, they had to get her weight and measurements, vitals, and all of that good stuff so we had to wake her up. I was really nervous that once she woke up she would start crying because she was hungry - but she smiled through the entire thing. The nurses loved it.

The surgery wasn't scheduled until 7:30 so we had to just wait around. Well 7:30 came and went - they finally came back to get us at 8:04 to go back. The nurse just told me to leave Addy in her car seat and carry her since she had fallen back asleep. We walked down the hall and then the nurse said, "ok you see those doors down there - that is where you need to go an wait until its over. I will take her from here." I wanted to tell her that if I would have known that was how I was going to be dropping her off - that I would have taken her out of her car seat and carried her!!!! But I gave her a kiss and the nurse took her into the surgery room.

I was trying SOOO hard to keep it together. I kept telling myself that there were other people having surgery’s that were probably life threatening and here I am - upset about this. But on the other hand - my 3 month old was being put under and I was scared so I totally LOST it. Good thing it was early and there wasn't anyone in the halls. I finally composed myself and went to the waiting room where I waited for an hour (which actually seemed like 5 hours).

The doctor came in and told me everything went great and that I would get to see my baby soon! I was so relieved. When I finally got to see Addison, I almost started crying again. Her arm was covered in tape because she had the IV still in her and they needed to keep it still. She also had other wires hooked up to her to monitor her oxygen and hear rate. She would let out a little cry every now and again and it sounded different because her poor throat was hurting from being incubated. In that moment I thought - what on earth have I done? Why did I let them do this to my sweet baby?

We only had to stay for 45 mins while they watched her and made sure she was doing ok. She drank a bottle and kept it down which was good - and all her vitals were great so they let me take her home. She was a little sleepy for a few hours after - but once she woke up she was her normal happy self and I felt that peace again that we had made the right decision.

She has been totally herself ever since. She hasn't shown any signs of pain or discomfort (even though it looks pretty gnarly where the surgery was).

In the end - we are glad we went with the doctors recommendations and got it done and we are so glad that it went well and that Addy is fine!