Yesterday, we had an appointment to have Addi's "bubbles" filled for the first time. Will took the afternoon off so that he could be there with Addi. She was so happy to be seeing Dr. Siddiqi, until the resident came in instead. He was nice enough, about twice the size of Dr. Siddiqi, though. And she freaked. She didn't want him touching her. He felt around for her ports, and tickled her feet, trying to win her over, and she relaxed. A little. When the assistant brought in the equipment necessary for filling the expanders, she tensed right back up.
So, we got the expander in her leg expanded with 20cc of saline, and Dr. Siddiqi came in. He stopped the resident right there, looked at us, and asked how we felt about sedating her while they did the fill. Sounds good to me. We got on the schedule for this morning, first thing, and had to be at the hospital at 6:45 for her 8:15 sedation. I wasn't even aware that there were people out that early.
Perfect sedation, excellent fill, and we came home with the expanders in her chest filled with 40cc in one expander and 45cc in the other. That is double the amount that he even tries with her awake. The doctor was pretty happy with how much he was able to fill - not sure if this will speed up the process, get us more skin, or pop the expanders, we will have to wait and see.
We ran into a slight problem in the recovery room, however. Addi woke up very quickly and was not on any pain meds, so she was looking for me immediately. The nurse called to the waiting room and stressed that I needed to get in there immediately, and we ran (walked fast, really, but I had a hard time keeping up with the waiting room facilitator). So, after a lot of crying, a dose of tylenol for pain, lots of juice, and a bit of slushee, we were allowed to leave. Addi refused to let me carry her out, she had to walk - and I forgot her shoes - until we got half way to the elevators, then she stopped and looked at me. I picked her up and carried her the rest of the way out to the car.
She cried all morning long. That is a lot of expansion, and her skin was so tight. Fortunately, I still have the pain meds from the surgery 2 weeks ago, and I used it. She is doing better tonight, a little tender, and very moody.
Next fill: scheduled for sedation next Wednesday.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
I've forgotten what number this is
Surgery for Addison, that is. I think that we decided that it was surgery number 7, the first of 2 in round 4, and the 9th time that she has been sedated in her short 3 1/2 years.
Wednesday was this surgery. It was for tissue expander insertion. The doctor placed two expanders back in her chest, and one in the back of her leg. Here's how it went:
When we got to the hospital, we were the only ones in the registration waiting room, and got through fairly quickly, but when we got to pre-op, we found several other kids who had been waiting there since early morning, like 8:00 am early. Poor kids! This was not a great sign for us either. However, Dr. Siddiqi came out at our appointed time and talked to us for a minute. He indicated that they were just cleaning the operating room, and it shouldn't be too long. I am not sure what happened between the time that he talked to us, and 10 minutes later, when the nurse came and told us that it would be 45 minutes before Addi would be taken back. She tried to blame it on the doctor, but I am not sure that is the case. I am instead choosing to believe that they needed the room for one of those other kids who had been waiting so much longer. They needed to go first, and I had no problem waiting.
So, after our wait, the nurse came over with a nasal medication for Addi. Apparently, the anesthesiologist forgot to call and tell them to give her the oral Versed, and it was time, so she instead got the nasal Versed, which works much faster. They took us into one of the registration rooms to give her the mist, knowing that she didn't love that stuff, and she met their expectations: screaming from the time it was given to her, until they took her back to surgery.
The surgery itself was routine, just over 2 hours to place 3 expanders. When Dr. Siddiqi came out of surgery, he suggested that we might want to sedate Addi for her weekly fills. We have all of the fills scheduled in his office, and will do the first one there. If she reacts well, we will continue to go there, if not, we will switch to the rapid treatment unit to be sedated once a week. We had talked to the doctor, and he assured us that we could go home, provided that Addi's pain was controlled with Lortab, she was eating, and went to the bathroom. So, I went back to the recovery room, for like 5 minutes, then they moved us to a room, still assuring that as soon as Addi met the criteria, we could go home. This was about 6:00 pm.
After a while, our room started to get the intense smell of diesel exhaust. Smelling so strong that it started to make me a little sick, and cause a headache. About the time that I was heading out of the room to let them know that the room had a problem, the charge nurse came in to make sure that we really thought we were going home that night. My response, "Yep, it smells like diesel exhaust in here, and I'm not spending the night. Addison will eventually use the bathroom, and when that happens, I don't care what time it is, we are leaving." She kindly explained that the Life Flight helicopter lands right on top of the room that we were in, and when they have frequent landings and take-offs, it smells like jet fuel. Hmmmm. Good to know. I think that is dangerous to the patients.
Anyway, about 10:00 pm, after about 4 trips to the little girl's room, Addi finally told me that she needed to go pee, and pee she did! That little hat thingy was pretty full. We alerted the nurse immediately, and got her dressed. One set of vital signs later, and we were out of there!
Addi fell asleep on the way home, and slept in my bed that night. She only complained on Thursday a couple of times that her tummy hurt, we stayed right on that Lortab - which she doesn't love either. She got her waffle fed to her for breakfast, and I figured out a pretty sweet set-up for her lunch and dinner:
That's my laptop cushion, but doubled as a bed tray for her, and worked fabulous! By Thursday afternoon, Addi decided that she wanted to get up and walk around. It was at that point that she figured out that she had a "bubble" in her leg as well. She looked at the stitches, asked me what it was, and when I explained that she had a bubble there as well, she tapped the bubble to make it jiggle, saying, "Hey, yeah, there is a bubble there!" Guess that one didn't hurt a bit.
She is pretty bruised since the surgery, but isn't feeling any pain. Addi has taken to asking everyone that stops by if they want to see her bubbles -
And just a "bubble" side note that I found humorous: A few days ago, I was shopping for bras for one of my older girls. I put some in the basked where Addi was sitting, and she immediately picked them up, and said, "you put it around you like this, then you put your bubbles right here." Yep, she was putting on the bra, to her every girls has bubbles.
Wednesday was this surgery. It was for tissue expander insertion. The doctor placed two expanders back in her chest, and one in the back of her leg. Here's how it went:
We were scheduled for early afternoon surgery, and needed to be at the hospital about noon. So, we had a normal morning: going to the gym, etc, minus the breakfast, which she was not allowed to have. I didn't keep from Addi that she was going to see Dr. Siddiqi that afternoon, I even let her pick out her own new pajamas and after surgery toy. Addi told me that she was not excited to see Dr. Siddiqi, he was going to hurt her. I think she may be getting the hang of this surgery thing.
So, after our wait, the nurse came over with a nasal medication for Addi. Apparently, the anesthesiologist forgot to call and tell them to give her the oral Versed, and it was time, so she instead got the nasal Versed, which works much faster. They took us into one of the registration rooms to give her the mist, knowing that she didn't love that stuff, and she met their expectations: screaming from the time it was given to her, until they took her back to surgery.
The surgery itself was routine, just over 2 hours to place 3 expanders. When Dr. Siddiqi came out of surgery, he suggested that we might want to sedate Addi for her weekly fills. We have all of the fills scheduled in his office, and will do the first one there. If she reacts well, we will continue to go there, if not, we will switch to the rapid treatment unit to be sedated once a week. We had talked to the doctor, and he assured us that we could go home, provided that Addi's pain was controlled with Lortab, she was eating, and went to the bathroom. So, I went back to the recovery room, for like 5 minutes, then they moved us to a room, still assuring that as soon as Addi met the criteria, we could go home. This was about 6:00 pm.
Pain management was not a problem. We always come home with Lortab and an antibiotic. Eating? Check - Addi had yogurt, some banana, Slurpee, and plenty of apple juice. We kept asking Addi if she needed to go to the bathroom, and she kept telling us no. Periodically, she would point to her IV - she hates those things - and want it out. I told her that if she went potty, they would take it out and we could go home. Nothing doing. Finally, we just put her on the toilet. She refused to perform.
After a while, our room started to get the intense smell of diesel exhaust. Smelling so strong that it started to make me a little sick, and cause a headache. About the time that I was heading out of the room to let them know that the room had a problem, the charge nurse came in to make sure that we really thought we were going home that night. My response, "Yep, it smells like diesel exhaust in here, and I'm not spending the night. Addison will eventually use the bathroom, and when that happens, I don't care what time it is, we are leaving." She kindly explained that the Life Flight helicopter lands right on top of the room that we were in, and when they have frequent landings and take-offs, it smells like jet fuel. Hmmmm. Good to know. I think that is dangerous to the patients.
Anyway, about 10:00 pm, after about 4 trips to the little girl's room, Addi finally told me that she needed to go pee, and pee she did! That little hat thingy was pretty full. We alerted the nurse immediately, and got her dressed. One set of vital signs later, and we were out of there!
Addi fell asleep on the way home, and slept in my bed that night. She only complained on Thursday a couple of times that her tummy hurt, we stayed right on that Lortab - which she doesn't love either. She got her waffle fed to her for breakfast, and I figured out a pretty sweet set-up for her lunch and dinner:
the left one
The right one
And tonight, as we were watching The Little Mermaid II for like the 12th time since Wednesday, this is the pose that Addi found most comfortable:
No more bandages = a little freaking out
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
After 2 weeks of daily bandage changes, some better than others, we had an appointment to have the doctor check her wound progress. It never fails, she was asleep by the time we made it to the hospital. We have been there so often, the wound nurse didn't even have us check in, just directed us back to a room. Before starting to unwrap Addi's bandages, the nurse paged her doctor to get him on his way over. His response was that he was about an hour behind schedule, could we go get some lunch, and come back. The nurse was very apologetic - I think she thought that I was going to be mad about waiting, but we are used to it, and the doctor is worth it.
So I woke Addi up and took her down to the cafeteria to get some lunch. When we came back, we again went right in, the nurse unwrapped Addi's leg, and paged the doctor. This time, we came pretty quickly, and Addi didn't even notice the wait. She was busy playing with toys (bless those child-life specialists!). When the doctor came in, his comment was, "that looks much better." My reponse, "you were worried, weren't you?" He actually admitted that he was worried because it was weeping so bad before and had such a foul smell, but it looked good this time.
Addi looked at the doctor and had this conversation: "Dr. Idiqqi."
Doc - "Yes"
Addi - "My leg is scratchy." (She has been itching pretty bad, a sign of healing.)
How cute is that? No fear of the doctor, even after everything she has been through.
Dr. Siddiqi suggested that we leave the bandages off, just put some neosporin on the parts that aren't quite healed, allowing the skin to dry out a little more. The nurse suggested some lotion that they often put on wound patients that would keep her from being itchy. She also just placed a gauze pad over the donation site to keep the neosporin off of her clothes and car seat on the way home. That being done, we were ready to leave. Addi refused to walk. She had gotten so used to the bandages being on for so long, it hurt her to walk. She cried all the way home, just a little, saying that it hurt. When I pulled off the gauze on the donor site, she freaked out! It was stuck in the wound and made it bleed a bit. As I was putting more neosporin on it, Addi started to squirm, crying, until she finally peed all over me. So, off to the bath she went, her first real one in 7 weeks. She didn't enjoy it at all, and has whined most of the evening. She is finally calmed down, ready for bed, and we are hoping for healing progress in the coming week.
And what does it look like?
After 2 weeks of daily bandage changes, some better than others, we had an appointment to have the doctor check her wound progress. It never fails, she was asleep by the time we made it to the hospital. We have been there so often, the wound nurse didn't even have us check in, just directed us back to a room. Before starting to unwrap Addi's bandages, the nurse paged her doctor to get him on his way over. His response was that he was about an hour behind schedule, could we go get some lunch, and come back. The nurse was very apologetic - I think she thought that I was going to be mad about waiting, but we are used to it, and the doctor is worth it.
So I woke Addi up and took her down to the cafeteria to get some lunch. When we came back, we again went right in, the nurse unwrapped Addi's leg, and paged the doctor. This time, we came pretty quickly, and Addi didn't even notice the wait. She was busy playing with toys (bless those child-life specialists!). When the doctor came in, his comment was, "that looks much better." My reponse, "you were worried, weren't you?" He actually admitted that he was worried because it was weeping so bad before and had such a foul smell, but it looked good this time.
Addi looked at the doctor and had this conversation: "Dr. Idiqqi."
Doc - "Yes"
Addi - "My leg is scratchy." (She has been itching pretty bad, a sign of healing.)
How cute is that? No fear of the doctor, even after everything she has been through.
Dr. Siddiqi suggested that we leave the bandages off, just put some neosporin on the parts that aren't quite healed, allowing the skin to dry out a little more. The nurse suggested some lotion that they often put on wound patients that would keep her from being itchy. She also just placed a gauze pad over the donation site to keep the neosporin off of her clothes and car seat on the way home. That being done, we were ready to leave. Addi refused to walk. She had gotten so used to the bandages being on for so long, it hurt her to walk. She cried all the way home, just a little, saying that it hurt. When I pulled off the gauze on the donor site, she freaked out! It was stuck in the wound and made it bleed a bit. As I was putting more neosporin on it, Addi started to squirm, crying, until she finally peed all over me. So, off to the bath she went, her first real one in 7 weeks. She didn't enjoy it at all, and has whined most of the evening. She is finally calmed down, ready for bed, and we are hoping for healing progress in the coming week.
And what does it look like?
Bandage Change
March 16, 2010
Last week after Addi had her bandage changed while under sedation, we were given strict instructions not to touch the bandage - meaning DO NOT unwrap that leg. We made our appointments for the wound clinic to change the bandage for the next week, with the doctor taking a quick peek.
She, of course, fell asleep on the way up, and was out. Didn't even stir when we moved her. The wound nurse was so sweet, trying to let her sleep as long as possible. She must have known that she was in for a treat!
Finally, the doctor was on his way over from his clinic, so it was time to wake the beast and get that leg unwrapped. As soon as we moved her over to the exam bed and started messing with her leg, Addi woke up and started squirming. By the time the ace bandages came off, the squirming turned into full screaming. Which got louder the more bandage came off. Finally, when there were no bandages left, the screaming was continuing, and Addi had started to kick. She was in pain.
We have a child-life specialist that comes in and plays with Addi while they are doing things like this. The poor specialist pulled out every trick that she had, the toys that Addi usually likes, the ones she hadn't seen before, the tried and true bubbles, all to no avail. The screaming continued, getting louder as time passed.
The doctor came in and looked the leg over, noticed the horrible smell coming from her bandages (it just smells like decay - there are no other words to describe it), and asked how many times we had changed the bandage since last week...Umm...none, on your orders. I love that question. He then gave the instructions to the wound nurse to clean both areas well, completely cover it with neosporin, and bandage it back up. He then asked us to change the bandage everyday, so that the smell would stay gone, and heal cleanly. No problem, except that taking that bandage off just made her scream like we were killing her. The nurse and doctor both left the room, and a student nurse came in to observe. I was sitting on the table, Will was trying to keep Addi's legs still. I noticed a staple at the bottom of her new skin...one that should have been removed last week, but they get missed sometimes.
The nurse came back in, I showed her the staple, and she left the room again to check with the doctor. She came back a few minutes later with the special scissors that they use to take staples out. She then proceeded to completely cover both areas of her leg with neosporin and the oil emulsion gauze, then regular gauze.
Addi's old ace bandages were pretty stinky, and dirty, so we asked the nurse if we could have new ones put on. She, of course, hadn't brought any with her, so she had to run back to the office to get some. The child-life specialist left also to get different toys. While they were gone, I put Addi on my lap and tried to calm her down, which she started to do, to a point, but was still squirming a bit, which I assumed was from pain. Wrong! All of the sudden, my lap got warm and wet. You guessed it, she needed to go to the bathroom, but was in too much pain to tell me so that I could understand. So, there we were, Will and I trying to clean up, and the poor student nurse, not knowing what to do (I think she may be rethinking her choice of career fields at this point.). The child-life specialist peeked in, saw our dilema and said she would be right back with clean clothes for both of us. I didn't really care about me, but Addi was soaked and couldn't leave with nothing at all on. While we were taking her wet clothes off, I noticed that, you guessed it, the bandages were wet. So all of the work that had been done over the last hour was wasted. We had to start all over. The nurse came back in, saw our predicament, said "That sucks." and left to get some things to clean up the mess and start over. I'm sure she has kids.
So, after a greuling work-out holding Addi down, cleaning up an exam room, getting a t-shirt for Addi and a pair of sweats for me, we were finally ready to go home. Addi was much calmer once we got those ace bandages on her leg, and we knew she was completely calm when Will picked her up and got a look with the additude of "Seriously?" coming from her mouth.
We did have to make a stop at the give shop to get her a balloon, and at that point, I probably would have given her anything that she asked for. Poor kid. Hopefully, changing bandages at home won't be so traumatic for her and we can all make it.
And now for the pictures (again, they may not be pretty for those that don't like this stuff):
Before, I said that I thought they had taken skin from off of her bum cheek, but I was wrong. They just had her taped up that far to keep the bandage in place. It's not nearly as bit of an area as I thought, but still pretty big.
Round 3 Complete!
So remember last week when I posted that Addi would be going back in today to have her staples removed and the dressing changed? Well, in order for that to happen, the doctor must communicate with his scheduler so that she can communicate with the hospital. It's a new concept they just started using, but it works great!
We waited all day yesterday for the hospital to call and let us know when Addi needed to be there, what time she was scheduled for, her eating limitations, etc. The call never came. About 30 minutes before the doctor's office closed, I called to talk to the scheduler to make sure Addi was on the list. I had to leave a message. The evening goes on, and we hear nothing. I'm getting more irritated by the minute - this bandage has been leaking for several days, Addi is still in pain, she stinks, which makes the room that she is in stink, as well as all of her bedding, the arrangements are all made for the kids. Finally, I sent a nicely worded not so nice email to the doctor expressing my frustration and asking what I should do. We missed his day at Primary Children's and the Child Life Specialist that will play with her, and I am sure that it is too late to get in for the day we had discussed. He sends me an email back with one line - I'm sorry for the mis-communication, I will have the scheduler put her on the list for tommorrow. Hmmm, more waiting.
So this morning, I withhold breakfast from Addi, but do provide her with a dose of Lortab as she was screaming and her whole body was shaking in pain. The scheduler called to verify that Addi hadn't eaten, and told me she would call me back in a few. She is a miracle worker, I think. I'm pretty sure that the doctor does this to her frequently, where she is left scrambling to find an operating room because he hasn't told her that he needs it until the last minute. Anyway, the Rapid Treatment Unit called me about three minutes after I hung up from the scheduler, and we got everything under way.
Very quickly, Addi was sedated with just the laughing gas, they unwrapped her leg, pulled the staples out, left the splint off (it's irritating the back of her foot, and really doesn't need it), checked the leg progress and the donor sites, and wrapped her back up. In and out of the hospital in 2 hours! No pictures because they kicked me out of the operating room as soon as Addi was asleep, but we have to go back once a week for bandage changes for the next little while, so I'm sure there will be some forthcoming.
Way to pull a rabbit out of your hat Lindsay.
We waited all day yesterday for the hospital to call and let us know when Addi needed to be there, what time she was scheduled for, her eating limitations, etc. The call never came. About 30 minutes before the doctor's office closed, I called to talk to the scheduler to make sure Addi was on the list. I had to leave a message. The evening goes on, and we hear nothing. I'm getting more irritated by the minute - this bandage has been leaking for several days, Addi is still in pain, she stinks, which makes the room that she is in stink, as well as all of her bedding, the arrangements are all made for the kids. Finally, I sent a nicely worded not so nice email to the doctor expressing my frustration and asking what I should do. We missed his day at Primary Children's and the Child Life Specialist that will play with her, and I am sure that it is too late to get in for the day we had discussed. He sends me an email back with one line - I'm sorry for the mis-communication, I will have the scheduler put her on the list for tommorrow. Hmmm, more waiting.
So this morning, I withhold breakfast from Addi, but do provide her with a dose of Lortab as she was screaming and her whole body was shaking in pain. The scheduler called to verify that Addi hadn't eaten, and told me she would call me back in a few. She is a miracle worker, I think. I'm pretty sure that the doctor does this to her frequently, where she is left scrambling to find an operating room because he hasn't told her that he needs it until the last minute. Anyway, the Rapid Treatment Unit called me about three minutes after I hung up from the scheduler, and we got everything under way.
Very quickly, Addi was sedated with just the laughing gas, they unwrapped her leg, pulled the staples out, left the splint off (it's irritating the back of her foot, and really doesn't need it), checked the leg progress and the donor sites, and wrapped her back up. In and out of the hospital in 2 hours! No pictures because they kicked me out of the operating room as soon as Addi was asleep, but we have to go back once a week for bandage changes for the next little while, so I'm sure there will be some forthcoming.
Way to pull a rabbit out of your hat Lindsay.
Keeping a sense of humor
Addi is having a harder time with pain this time than she has ever had in the past and can't walk, it was Will's drill weekend with the Air Force this past weekend, the kids were out of school on Friday, and I am trying to maintain my work hours. These all contribute to my being more tired than usual, which makes the things that my kids say all the more funny to me. For example:
*Addi started screaming when I got her out of bed this morning, that darn leg is hurting so bad. I set her in her chair at the table to get her some breakfast, and of course, she immediately had to go to the bathroom, which causes more screaming. After that, she wouldn't sit in her chair at all. I had to hold her while she ate a few bites of waffle, then I settled her on the chair in the basement, not to be moved unless absolutely necessary. I periodically asked her throughout the day if her leg was hurting, wanting to make sure that she had enough medicine if she needed it. The last time I asked her if her leg hurt, she responded with this: "Mom, if my leg starts hurting again, I'll just cry so you will know." That's not the response I was looking for.
*We were sitting at the kitchen table having dinner and I got up to get Addi some chocolate milk. She started getting a little feisty with her sisters, and when Will told her to quit yelling, she looked at him calmly and stated, "I'm not yelling at you." That makes it so much better.
*Addi started screaming when I got her out of bed this morning, that darn leg is hurting so bad. I set her in her chair at the table to get her some breakfast, and of course, she immediately had to go to the bathroom, which causes more screaming. After that, she wouldn't sit in her chair at all. I had to hold her while she ate a few bites of waffle, then I settled her on the chair in the basement, not to be moved unless absolutely necessary. I periodically asked her throughout the day if her leg was hurting, wanting to make sure that she had enough medicine if she needed it. The last time I asked her if her leg hurt, she responded with this: "Mom, if my leg starts hurting again, I'll just cry so you will know." That's not the response I was looking for.
*We were sitting at the kitchen table having dinner and I got up to get Addi some chocolate milk. She started getting a little feisty with her sisters, and when Will told her to quit yelling, she looked at him calmly and stated, "I'm not yelling at you." That makes it so much better.
Round 3.5
March 4, 2010
Addison had what was supposed to be the completetion of her third round of surgeries yesterday. She has been complaining that her leg hurt for the entire three weeks since her last surgery, which is unusual for her, and she was saying that she was tired all of the time. We just figured that she was healing, and it was taking a lot out of her. However, we found that she had developed a blister on her heel and had rubbed the front of her foot raw from walking. I would have been complaining too.
Anyway, we had to be to the hospital early yesterday morning, which was great for us, and we learned that due to an influx in RSV, the hospital was not keeping any patient that could go home, so after surgery, we would be coming home! All the better. Addi was a little feisty all morning while we were waiting for the doctor to come in, and the versed that they gave her prior to taking her to the operating room made it that much worse. (I forgot the camera too, dang it!)
The anesthesiologist came out to talk to us for a minute before taking Addi off. We always make sure that they know that she is a thumb sucker so that they don't put anything on that hand. It makes it easier for her to wake up. They all have their own way to remember this. Last time, the doctor turned his watch around, this time, he just took his pen and wrote "NO!" on that hand. We thought it was funny.
We always have to wait about 15 minutes after the doctor talks to us before I am able to go back and see Addi. (Will has to wait in the waiting room a little longer, as only one parent is allowed in the recovery room.) This time is was significantly longer. They finally called for me to go back.
Addi's nurse was an older lady, who, when she saw me asked if Addi was usually feisty. Well, yeah. She then proceeded to tell me how much pain meds they had given her to get her to calm down as she was coming out of the anesthesia. This included two doses of Morphine, some fentenol, and finally the drug that they put into the IV when they first start the surgery, in all about three times what they would normally give. She finally went back to sleep. The nurse commented that in 20 years of nursing, she had never seen a patient react that way before. Usually, with that much narcotic, they would have been calling a code, and all that it did for Addi was lower her blood pressure. What can I say? The girl likes her drugs.
When Addi woke up as I was standing there, she was totally disorineted, but not in pain, and we were taken to the short stay recovery for about an hour. Will as allowed to come back, we watched a movie, and were allowed to come home.
Addison had what was supposed to be the completetion of her third round of surgeries yesterday. She has been complaining that her leg hurt for the entire three weeks since her last surgery, which is unusual for her, and she was saying that she was tired all of the time. We just figured that she was healing, and it was taking a lot out of her. However, we found that she had developed a blister on her heel and had rubbed the front of her foot raw from walking. I would have been complaining too.
Anyway, we had to be to the hospital early yesterday morning, which was great for us, and we learned that due to an influx in RSV, the hospital was not keeping any patient that could go home, so after surgery, we would be coming home! All the better. Addi was a little feisty all morning while we were waiting for the doctor to come in, and the versed that they gave her prior to taking her to the operating room made it that much worse. (I forgot the camera too, dang it!)
The anesthesiologist came out to talk to us for a minute before taking Addi off. We always make sure that they know that she is a thumb sucker so that they don't put anything on that hand. It makes it easier for her to wake up. They all have their own way to remember this. Last time, the doctor turned his watch around, this time, he just took his pen and wrote "NO!" on that hand. We thought it was funny.
Surgery took about an hour, they were taking skin from her thigh and placing it over what they removed three weeks ago, and everything went smoothly. Dr. Siddiqi came out and talked to us, telling how it went, and what our next steps were. This is where it gets tricky. Addi has always freaked out during dressing changes, or anytime we threaten to take off her bandage. Rather than subjecting her to that, the doctor is going to sedate her again next week to remove the bandage and take out the staples. He is worried that it may just be too traumatic for her to see just yet. So, the real completion of round 3 will be next week. The
only bummer is that this means that we won't be able to see it for a while after that.
We always have to wait about 15 minutes after the doctor talks to us before I am able to go back and see Addi. (Will has to wait in the waiting room a little longer, as only one parent is allowed in the recovery room.) This time is was significantly longer. They finally called for me to go back.
Addi's nurse was an older lady, who, when she saw me asked if Addi was usually feisty. Well, yeah. She then proceeded to tell me how much pain meds they had given her to get her to calm down as she was coming out of the anesthesia. This included two doses of Morphine, some fentenol, and finally the drug that they put into the IV when they first start the surgery, in all about three times what they would normally give. She finally went back to sleep. The nurse commented that in 20 years of nursing, she had never seen a patient react that way before. Usually, with that much narcotic, they would have been calling a code, and all that it did for Addi was lower her blood pressure. What can I say? The girl likes her drugs.
When Addi woke up as I was standing there, she was totally disorineted, but not in pain, and we were taken to the short stay recovery for about an hour. Will as allowed to come back, we watched a movie, and were allowed to come home.
The rest of the day was spent sleeping for Addi, and she is now doing very well. I took her to the bathroom last night, where I discovered that in order to get enough skin for her little leg, they took from the front of her thigh, and the back, extending up onto her bum cheek. I'm pretty impressed. Today will be spent resting and watching movies. No walking for Addi at least until next week. Who needs the gym? I'm getting my workout at home this week.
Leg Unveiling
February 16, 2010
Warning - Graphic pictures at the bottom of this post.
We were pleasantly surprised by how much of the birthmark is gone. The doctor assurred us this really how it is supposed to look (a little gross, but healing). We had the would nurse come down and wrap the leg back up, and scheduled our appointment for next week, when the bandage will be changed again, and scheduled surgery to finish this part up the week after that (March 3). So, by the time we were done, we had Dr. Siddiqi, his nurse, the wound nurse, a plastic surgeon resident, the child life specialist, Will and I all in the little exam room. Pretty fun appointment!
And now, for the pictures you may or may not want to see (if you are squeamish, you may want to stop looking NOW)
Warning - Graphic pictures at the bottom of this post.
We had Addison's post-op appointment today. This is the first time that we actually got to see what was done last week. I was trying to picture in my head exactly how much of her leg had been removed this time, but it was just not coming. Well, Dr. Siddiqi's nurse came into the room and started taking off the bandages, and Addi was watching her with a concerned look on her face, but she was pretty calm, so far, so good.
The more bandages off, the more concerned Addi got, until she got to the actual gauze that was covering the staples and synthetic skin on her leg. At which point, she started to cry, and was inconsolable. I don't blame her, I don't think I would be able to look at something like that on me and not freak out. We had to have the child life specialist come in with her basket of toys to distract Addi so that they could finish unwrapping her leg and get a look at it. (The are fabulous, by the way, and I am sure they don't get paid nearly enough.)
We were pleasantly surprised by how much of the birthmark is gone. The doctor assurred us this really how it is supposed to look (a little gross, but healing). We had the would nurse come down and wrap the leg back up, and scheduled our appointment for next week, when the bandage will be changed again, and scheduled surgery to finish this part up the week after that (March 3). So, by the time we were done, we had Dr. Siddiqi, his nurse, the wound nurse, a plastic surgeon resident, the child life specialist, Will and I all in the little exam room. Pretty fun appointment!
And now, for the pictures you may or may not want to see (if you are squeamish, you may want to stop looking NOW)
Round 3
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Addison had surgery today to start round 3 of her birthmark removal. For some reason, she was very cooperative when we first got there. The nurse asked her if she could stand on the scale, Addi replied, "Yeah". She asked her to stand against the wall to get Addi's height. Addi followed her directions exactly, no complaints. She didn't want her earrings taken out, but I did it anyway. That was the beginning of the attitude change.
One of the things that Addi struggles with is the hospital band that they make patients wear. She HATES it. Will and I both showed Addi that we had bracelets on too, not the same ones, but bracelets anyway, that didn't phase her. While she was playing with this baby, I asked her what the baby's tummy said. I know you all think that it says "Pre-op2", but you are wrong. She told me emphatically that it says, "I Don't Want To Wear My Bracelet Anymore." I couldn't help but laugh.
Addison had surgery today to start round 3 of her birthmark removal. For some reason, she was very cooperative when we first got there. The nurse asked her if she could stand on the scale, Addi replied, "Yeah". She asked her to stand against the wall to get Addi's height. Addi followed her directions exactly, no complaints. She didn't want her earrings taken out, but I did it anyway. That was the beginning of the attitude change.
Addi didn't want her clothes changed. I kept telling her the clothes they wanted her to wear were cool, her response was the same, but "I want to get dressed." And then she pouted.
Finally, Will talked her into playing with the toy on the wall, and she snapped out of her mood, for a while.
Dr. Siddiqi was running late (it's ok, were used to it, and he is worth it), she Addi got to play in the waiting room for quite a while. She made lots of new friends.
She is lounging on a rocking whale, blowing bubbles. I just thought it was funny.
One of the things that Addi struggles with is the hospital band that they make patients wear. She HATES it. Will and I both showed Addi that we had bracelets on too, not the same ones, but bracelets anyway, that didn't phase her. While she was playing with this baby, I asked her what the baby's tummy said. I know you all think that it says "Pre-op2", but you are wrong. She told me emphatically that it says, "I Don't Want To Wear My Bracelet Anymore." I couldn't help but laugh.
Finally, Addi was given her Versed to calm her down before being taken back to the OR. She made us both laugh pretty hard after that. Imagine a 3 year old drunk.
Surgery took about an hour, which was a lot quicker than we had originally thought, and the Dr. came out to talk to us. She did better than expected, they were able to remove a 4" x 5" section of nevus, and because they were only keeping her overnight to monitor her pain, the Dr. felt that she would do better going home. Finally, the recovery room called asking for one parent. I am always the one that goes back, Will waits until she is a little more calm. This time it was easy. Addi was resting comfortably, drinking apple juice. When she saw me, she got a little sad, and said, "Mom, my leg hurts." Broke my heart, but the nurse was right on top of it and got her pain meds going quick. She proceeded to eat 2 whole popsicles, and after about an hour started complaining that her leg hurt again. So, they gave her more meds, but it was the same thing that had been perscribed, so they just had to monitor her for another hour, while she watched kid shows, and we were out of there.
We go back next week to have the bandage changed, at which point we get to see what it looks like. Then the next week for a check-up, and the final surgery in about 3 weeks.
The unveiling
August 26, 2009
Yesterday was the big day when we got to take Addi's bandage off of her leg. It was falling off anyway, what with her running everywhere since Sunday, but we wanted the doctor to be there when the bandage came off. We wish that the doctor could have gotten a little more off, but realize that because he could only use one of her expanders, the results would be minimal. On the bright side, because it wasn't a full graft (the skin stayed attached and was just stretched), her recovery has been amazingly short. Where she didn't walk for 5 weeks after the last graft, she is already up and round, acting like nothing ever happened. So, we will consider the failed expansion a mixed blessing.
Her drains came out yesterday as well, which is painful for her. The drain on her leg would not quit bleeding last night. I was afraid that we would be making another trip to Primary's to have it checked, but this morning, it has completely stopped. Whew!
Yesterday was the big day when we got to take Addi's bandage off of her leg. It was falling off anyway, what with her running everywhere since Sunday, but we wanted the doctor to be there when the bandage came off. We wish that the doctor could have gotten a little more off, but realize that because he could only use one of her expanders, the results would be minimal. On the bright side, because it wasn't a full graft (the skin stayed attached and was just stretched), her recovery has been amazingly short. Where she didn't walk for 5 weeks after the last graft, she is already up and round, acting like nothing ever happened. So, we will consider the failed expansion a mixed blessing.
Her drains came out yesterday as well, which is painful for her. The drain on her leg would not quit bleeding last night. I was afraid that we would be making another trip to Primary's to have it checked, but this morning, it has completely stopped. Whew!
Pain meds
We got home from the hospital this morning, and Addi was doing great! Until the pain meds wore off, then it was a whole different story. We gave her Motrin until she could have the good stuff, and made sure that the drugs were ready when the time came. Last time, when she had the expanders put in, Addi got to be so good about just taking the syringe and squirting it in her mouth, so I thought we would try it again this time. So, what happens when you give your kid a syringe full of medicine that she really doesn't want to take?
The offending syringes.
Yep, that's my ceiling in the kitchen. She squirted the whole syringe up in the air, and onto the ceiling, where it rained down onto Jocelyn and Kennedy, and then the floor, until Will could get on a chair and get it cleaned up. It was kind of funny, until I refilled the syringe and helped her get it into her mouth. At that point, she spit the whole thing down the front of her. Good thing she was naked already, in preparation for a sponge bath.
The offending syringes.
Third time's the charm, and I forced it down her throat. When the meds kicked in, it was quite obvious. She seranaded us for dinner instead of eating.
The Good news and the bad news...
August 21, 2009, post surgery:
Surgery is over. Generally, Addi did well, but the erupted expander in her chest compromised that patch of skin, and they were unable to use it. The expander in her leg was great, and because the weren't able to do a full skin graft, her healing time will be significantly reduced. She goes back in on Tuesday to get the drains pulled out of her incisions (two in her leg and one in her chest), and the bandage comes off. The bandages will come off at the same time, and she is good to go.
Her recovery is going smoothly so far. She wasn't crying at all when I went back to the post-op recovery, and only started crying when they weren't getting her popsicle fast enough. What a little trooper!
We are going to try a new synthetic skin grafting techinque in November to try and not use expanders anymore, so that we don't have the same problem as this time. Shorter process time, and will hopefully help her in the long run.
For tonight, we are staying in the hospital, and are looking forward to a speedy recovery.
Surgery is over. Generally, Addi did well, but the erupted expander in her chest compromised that patch of skin, and they were unable to use it. The expander in her leg was great, and because the weren't able to do a full skin graft, her healing time will be significantly reduced. She goes back in on Tuesday to get the drains pulled out of her incisions (two in her leg and one in her chest), and the bandage comes off. The bandages will come off at the same time, and she is good to go.
Her recovery is going smoothly so far. She wasn't crying at all when I went back to the post-op recovery, and only started crying when they weren't getting her popsicle fast enough. What a little trooper!
We are going to try a new synthetic skin grafting techinque in November to try and not use expanders anymore, so that we don't have the same problem as this time. Shorter process time, and will hopefully help her in the long run.
For tonight, we are staying in the hospital, and are looking forward to a speedy recovery.
Grafting round 2
Addi had her skin grafting surgery August 21, 2009:
He looked at it and said that the expander had ruptured through the skin...no big deal, it was coming out anyway, just in time. Other than that, we are hoping for minimal complications.
The bubbles in her chest and leg are coming out! The expander in her chest has been causing a little concern over the last couple of weeks. It just didn't look right. The insicion where they put the expander in has become so thin...we knew that it needed to come out soon. Yesterday, Addi developed a little black spot just below the incision. If the surgery wasn't already scheduled, we would have taken pictures to email to the doctor, but we just waited until he came to see us pre-surgery.
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