Post-Surgery Update ... and Stuff

No song title today. *sigh* It has been a very, very long couple of days.

The surgeon said the surgery went well and saw no reason it shouldn't be successful. B has been having a tremendous amount of pain (duh...he DID just have reconstructive surgery on his penis and all) and his stupid catheter/stent/WTHever it is keeps coming out. Last night after his coddle (sp?) block (think: epidural for kids) wore off he was just a screaming mess. His bladder kept spasming and he was in so much pain. Throughout the night he would alternate been screaming and shaking with pain and passing out from it. But, the Dr. assured us it was all normal and he didn't want to see us. In fact, perhaps we should wean him OFF the Tylenol with Codeine (crack head). This morning we drove in to town after I told him that No, I was NOT putting the catheter back in MYSELF and YES we were on our way in. He put it back in as far as it would go (cringe, eh?) and said the dressing and skin grafts look like they were doing fine. He said if the catheter comes out again they will probably xray to see if it is sitting in the bladder where it needs to be.

So, we talk about whether or not to head home and call back home to find out that B's ped is out until the twenty-freakin-second. Get in the queue for the on-call Dr and find out she's got a message from the surgeon, too. They call back and tell us it's ok to head home that they can monitor the catheter situation from there. In the meantime, however, his catheter has come out further and we've noticed that when he pees it's not even coming OUT of the catheter but out of his urtheral opening. Now we have a call in to the surgeon, again, and are waiting to hear back to see what he wants us to do (happy, happy, joy, joy).

Lord help me...I don't know how those of you with children in chronic pain or that have to undergo multiple procedures do this. I just don't have the cajones you do, I think. I mean - I'm sure it's more of a "Well, what else am I gonna do?" kind of thing but ay yi yi. Kudos and hat's off to you. You are made of more substance than I.

While we've been here we had to go into the clinic because Sis said her throat was hurting again. Sure enough, Strep. Still? Again? Stilgain. She's on Ceftin and it's wrecking her gut, big time. Corby has been feeling a bit off the last few days and actually laid himself down and went to sleep today.

I know.

That's just totally out of character for Corbs.

So, to recap. Surgery is over (Thank God), still dealing with complications (damnit), Sis has strep stilgain (craptastic) and Cara is an emotional wreck from watching B and I battle it out the past 24 hours (she's my sensitive child).

Now, I must go look at my work schedule and rearrange it to fit in more and other post-op appointments which will make my employer do cartwheels with joy.

Thanks for thinking of us and/or keeping us in your prayers.

Grassy Ass, Amigos.