7 more days of drops!

Tatum had her tear duct "probing" done at Children's on Friday. It went really well and the staff there are incredible! I don't have a single complaint! Our day started with a delicious spread of 5 different flavours of Jello and apple juice... talk about gourmet! It was quite exciting for the girls because it's actually the first time we've made Jello in our house intended for children. I have to admit it's actually the first time I can remember eating Jello without it being infused with vodka... don't judge! :)

The day went rather smoothly (thankfully!) right from finding a close parking spot (that cost $10.50) to barely waiting as we moved through the various waiting rooms and stages of pre & post surgery.

Tatum was so good. It was a really nice treat to be able to spend one on one time with her, just Tony and I. So I guess that's two on one? Anyway, she has quite the little personality when she isn't being controlled by her big, bossy sister.

Children's Day Surgery unit has the best play/waiting room ever! There was everything there! Wii, Fuse Ball, Air Hockey... oh and stuff for little kids too ;) After meeting with the nurse to discuss Tatum's health background Tatum was put in a little yellow gown and we went off to play. We played with babies, made "dinner" in the play kitchen and read lots of stories until it was our turn to go in. Only one parent was allowed into the OR so I volunteered, more like bullied, my way in. I carried Tatum in and put her on the bed. This is where it gets ugly... Tatum was screaming and crying, yelling "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" while they put a mask with anesthetic gas over her face. I was asked to keep her hands away from the mask so that she didn't pull it off and she would fall asleep faster. Faster my ass... that was the longest 30 seconds of my life. I felt like I was just standing there while they tortured my baby. Around the 30 second mark, the crying stopped, and her arms went limp in my hands. At this very moment, I thought I was either going to go limp, or puke all over the OR. It was by far the worst feeling I have ever felt. I kissed her lifeless little hands (her face was completely covered by as mask) and was escorted out of the OR with a hand full of sopping wet Kleenex. Tony was waiting for me in the hallway and we were told to come back in 1/2 an hour and she would be done. Dora was allowed to stay in the OR with her

Half an hour came and went rather quickly, surprisingly. We were walking down the hall to the waiting room (after going to the wrong waiting room first) and were met by the Post Anesthetic Care Unit staff telling us that Tatum was done and really, really wanting her mommy. Once we got to her she was still miserable, and freaking out. I don't think she believed that we really weren't going to put her through that again. Once we were able to get her to calm down a bit and have a look at her, she had a bloody nose, and bloody eyes, it was gross. I am never grossed out by blood, puke yes, blood no... but when it's on someone you know and love, it's a different feeling all together.

You aren't able to leave the Post Anesthetic Care Unit until you've waited the mandatory hour, vitals are stable and your child drinks something. We didn't have any issues with these, Tatum downed 2 sippy cups of AJ in record time. We don't like to stick around hospitals at all so when they told us we could go, we went! We got a list of post-op care (I have no recollection of what the surgeon told us right after I got Tatum back in my arms) and a prescription for what will hopefully be the last 7 days of eye drops, ever!

So far, everything is going smoothly at home, but trying to get an 18 month old to "take it easy" isn't easy. I also had a bit of anxiety when Tatum sneezed and blood shot out of her eyes... disgusting I know.
Today Tatum is acting 100% normal. Her eyes are a little puffy, but she ate breakfast like a champ, watched Bieber videos and is now playing with Dora. 19 more drops per eye and we're done! Let's hope this procedure worked!