Performance

Cole got my memo on performing...a day late.

We woke up ever so early to be here by 6:30 am. However, before we were even checked in, Cole had around 10 complex-partial seizures in the admit area. The waiting room was so packed, there were people down the hall. Craziness. SO, we had to give him Klonopin before we even started the process. Why couldn't he have done this yesterday at school? *sigh* This kid ;)

The surgery went well. After explaining to anyone that would listen about the diet and "no Dextrose", we were confident. We like the surgeon and the anesthesiologist has actually worked with Mini Hulk before!

Cole went through his usual Angry Elf phase (name that movie) when he woke up, but it was a little toned down thanks to the prep talk we gave the team. Nice! We are on the third floor now, which I might say out of all of the floors of this hospital (we've used them all), is my favorite. Private bathroom, no sloping floor, and a full size bed for the parents, not just the pull out chair. Once again, nice!

Not so nice is that Cole's oxygen dropped to where his sats were at 10% (that's low) when I was trying to give him his Keppra. Champion breath holder. I warned the nurse, told her everything IV today would make every one's life easier. The doctor wouldn't order the IV Keppra, so our lovely nurse and a student got a scare and watched our baby turn blue. Mom knows best! We got to use the tube for the first time and just pushed the rest of that med through ;)This is the only pic we have so far as Mini Hulk has been sleeping off his incredibly high doses of meds with a nice, long winters nap. Mom on one side; Dad on the other.

We'll update later and show everyone the new tube! So far, a good hospication.