On Tuesday, Krew had surgery. We've know since he was born that he was most likely going to have to have a hernia repaired, and the day finally came. Of course, I hardly slept the night before, worried and anxious.I was glad that he didn't know what was coming, but also worried that I wasn't going to be able to help him understand why he was in pain. Kade had an almost identical surgery when he was four months old, so I knew a little bit about what to expect. I'm not sure if that made things easier or harder.
Luckily, the nurse anesthetist that was going to be in the surgery knew Bart and offered to let him go back with Krew to get him sedated. So, instead of watching the nurse take Krew away, I got to see his strong daddy take him down the hall in his arms. Bart got to stay with him just until he was asleep, but it was so much better knowing that Krew didn't have to go to that strange, scary room, with all those people fussing around him, alone.
The waiting while he was in surgery was exactly as difficult as I had expected it to be. When the surgeon finally came to see us, he said that things had gone well, but that the hernia was much bigger than he had thought and it had taken quite a bit longer to take care of it. But, Krew had done well and it was over!!
As soon we could, we went back to recovery to see him. And as soon as I held him, the tears came again. I was so relieved that it was over!!
The last few days he's been almost back to his happy little self, and I'm sure it won't be long before he is back to the crazy, happy, silly, sweet, mischievous Krew we all love so much!