So we get back from NOLA, refreshed and full of hope for our little boy. We discussed everything from his room color, to care when he got home. Lots of smiles mixed with timid excitement. We visited Cash on the way home last Sunday, then I saw him again Monday. A passing mention that his head circumference had gotten a little bigger was made, but nothing seemed serious. I assumed we were still in the "watch and see mode".
Tuesday-our beloved dog Suzy Q was in horrible pain. After multiple visits to the vet, second and third opinions, we were told her diagnosis was a spinal tumor. We had to let her go. We were all heart broken, but Savy in particular was completely devastated. All three of us cried and hugged and bid fairwell to our loyal pooch that afternoon. We still miss her wagging nub and slobbery kisses. RIP Suzy!
Wednesday-Kim and I were both still reeling from the family's loss the day prior, and decided to just lay around, watch TV, be here for Savy when she got home and available for any phone call that she wasn't doing well in school. Not thirty minutes after I drop Savy off at school, Kim called to check on Cash and is told the Neurosurgeon wants to meet with us today. There goes the chance to decompress. Kim and I quickly dressed, drove to TCH and awaited for the worst conversation I've ever waited to have. Need I mention that the wait was more than an hour, just short of the required 90 minutes it would have taken for both of us to be taken off in a windowless van and tossed into a padded cell. So we talk with the fellow, he assures us that the surgeon is leaning towards a reservoir, which is temporary, but that the shunt option was still on the table. (Learn more about shunts HERE)
Risks, rewards, recovery etc is discvussed and by all accounts, its a relatively minor procedure all things considered. We are scheduled for 9am Thursday morning.
Thursday-Sleep? Sleep? Haha! I mock you weaklings who require sleep. Fat chance in this house! We leave at 6am to be there by 7, enough time to see Cash for a bit before his operation prep. Kims dad takes Savy to school, then meets us around 9. Kims youngest sister Laura Beth is also there. 9 rolls around, then 9:30. We are told that the op has been pushed to 11. 11:30 we are told 2. At 2 we are told by 3. 4pm rolls around(which is 9 hrs after we arrived-in case you weren't counting; again, just shy of the padded cell) and the surgeon meets us bedside and apologizes for the delay, but Cash' sodium level is too low for the comfort of the anethesiologist. Tomorrow might work. I bolt to get Savy from her friends house(As a quick side note: Torre Stellpflug and family have been angels for us. Always there to watch Savy, with a smile and without question. Thank you all so much!) We make it home around 7:30. It has been a super long day.
...to be continued
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