Alexander in his Looney Toons hospital gown pre-surgery
Alexander went down for a nap around 6pm on Thursday evening. We thought he would wake up to eat around 9 and then we could feed him again at 12am to give him as much as possible before his fast. We were wrong. (Alexander loves to change our plans and sometimes (like this time) the change is for the better.) He didn't wake on his own from his "nap." We had to wake him up from a sound sleep 5 and 1/2 hours later at 11:30pm. We showed Grandma Gayle how much he loves bathtime before we gave him a large bottle. We all went to bed hoping that he wouldn't be too loud when he started screaming for food in the morning.
We needed to leave the house at 5am. Alexander started stirring at 4:30am, perfect timing. He fussed a little but didn't seem like he was starving yet. He cried a little louder as we packed him up and buckled him into his car seat. He fell back asleep on the way to the hospital. We checked in, changed him into his Looney Toons hospital gown and set in our "room" to wait for the doctors. The nurse checked all his vitals and he was awake and smiley most of the morning. Final at 7am, he realized that he was hungry. Mommy took him for a walk around the hospital floor and he calmed down by 7:15am. That was all the crying he did.
Last family photo before surgery
We met with the doctor and handed Alexander off with the nurse at about 7:45am. We had been told that it would be about a 30 minute surgery, so it was quite unnerving for Grandma Gayle, Mommy and Daddy to still be in the waiting room close to 9am. Finally, the doctor came in to tell us that it went well. There had been a delay because the drill didn't match the bits and they had to get a different drill from the other hospital.
We headed back to the "room" where the nurse brought him back to us. You could tell his mouth was sore, and he was still very groggy from the anethesia. His mouth/nose was kinda bloody, but he wasn't really hungry or very fussy. They wanted to watch his vitals for 2 hours before we could leave. We tried to feed him, but a nipple (or anything) in his mouth was the last thing he wanted.
Chillin' with his panda the hospital gave him, just waiting for the doctors to come.
Even at home, he didn't want to eat, needed more pain medicine and slept a lot. By Friday night, we were starting to worry that he had only had 4-10oz in two days when he normally eats 28oz per day. We called some of our wonderful supporters for help and had an in-home appointment for Saturday. Finally, with tube feeding, Alexander was able to get a full belly around 1pm on Saturday. Two more feedings straight to the stomach on Saturday helped him rehydrate and start to turn the corner. After several hours of sleep, he ate 2oz via the bottle at 3am for Daddy and another 3oz from his bottle at 8am on Sunday for Mommy.
Sunday for lunch, he had 5 whole ounces from his bottle and had some fun play time. Finally, he is back to himself. He's laughing, smiling, playing, eating, pooping and sleeping in between. He's such a tough guy and barely needs any more pain medicine. It might take a day or more to get back to his normal 28oz, but he's already looking and acting great! It was a rough couple of days for everyone, but we are so glad it was only a couple of days.
Grandma Gayle and Uncle Marcus have headed back to their homes, Nana and Bumpa are on their way back to Lubbock and I think we will get ready and go to our church's Fall Festival.
Talking with Uncle Marcus that weekend









