Four weeks after Porter's laser treatment we went back to the same Phoenix Children's Hospital, only this time it was for a hernia and hydrocle operation. The surgery lasted two in a half hours that really felt like 10. It was once again, just as bad as the last time I had to watch him get put under.
He came home with two incisions, heavy pain meds, and a very sad mama. It was terrible, way worse then the laser treatment on his cheek. This time he was actually in pain and cried the saddest cry I have ever heard.
I had exactly one hour to drop Glen off at work, drive home, and fill his prescription. I knew I was cutting it close so I was driving as fast as possible. Both the doctors and nurses told us numerous times to stay on top of the pain killers and never let him go without or longer then the time span for the first day. I finally got to Walgreens and had 10 minutes before I was supposed to give him his first dose. I pull up in the drive through and the pharmacist told me it would take 40 minutes. I about died. I told them I had a 6 month old baby that just got out of surgery and I was in a really big rush. The guy just pushed me aside and told me to wait the 40 minutes.
I drive off to sit in a parking lot and within seconds of putting the car in park, Porter wakes up and begins screaming! Not crying, not wining, not moaning, literally blood curdling scream. I hurry and take him out of his carseat, try and nurse him, comfort him, do anything I could possibly do. Nothing was working. He was beside himself, and so was I. After a few minutes I start to break down and cry just as hard as he is. I literally had no idea what to do, so I did the only thing I knew my mom would. I kept Porter on my lap, drove back up to the drive up window, let the guy who brushed me off the last time see my screaming child, and see my ugly cry face self, and explain to him I needed the pain meds NOW.
I honestly don't remember what all was said, but there was an exchange of words, a request for the head pharmacist manager to get involved, and then in a few short minutes, the prescription! Took a total of 13 minutes, from my initial drop off to get them. Sometimes you do what you got to do and at that point I was willing to do anything and create Hell to get my baby's pain managed as quick as possible. I pulled back into the parking spot, put him in his carseat, gave him the pain killers and drove home. He cried for an entire 45 minutes. This may not seem like long for some, but my little guy is not a crier. It was horrible. And knowing that he was crying because he was in pain made it even worse.
The pain meds finally kicked in and Porter was soundly asleep in my arms. My emotions were so out of whack that at that point the only thing i could do was lay porter in my bed and nap with him.We slept for 3 hours and then my alarm went off to give him more meds.
It was a long couple of days. His little abdomen has so swollen and bruised that it started to drain into his legs, so they were also black and blue. I am so glad that three and a half weeks later, he is all better and totally fine. He is our little champ. I can't even think about the fact that in two more weeks he is going back for his second laser treatment. Our poor little guy can't catch a break!
All in all I have to say I am so grateful for my amazing mom that kept Preston day and night and let me be the best mom I could be to Porter. I am so grateful for all of the friends that brought over dinner that week, and for all the sweet phone calls and text message. If there is one thing i know for sure, it is that we are so blessed and so loved.
I had to dress in scrubs so I could go in the sterile room and be with him while he was put under.
just after surgery and he was still completely out of it (total dead weight and couldn't hold his head)
He was so pale you couldn't even see his birthmark on his face, it was completely gone for a few hours
After a good throw up all over me and the nurse, he was ready to go home
How we spent a lot of our time!
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