Well we survived our first child's surgery. We're happy to report that Corbin is doing well and even returned to preschool this morning.
Just for the family journal's sake, here is the story....
On Friday, October 2, 2009 @ 9:30am Corbin and I arrived at Utah Valley Regional Medical Center (UVRMC) for his scheduled oral surgery; specifically dental rehabilitation with possible extraction and a frenectomy (see previous post).
Dr. Markham of Provo Pediatrics was the surgeon/dentist and all Corbin knew was that he was going to a dentist appointment at the hospital this time to get his "sugar bugs" out of his teeth. After filling out paper work and signing all the necessary waivers we hung out in the waiting room for them to call us back to Same Day Surgery (SDS). Once we were in Corbin had his vitals and measurements taken and then we were assigned a pre-op room where Corbin was given special hospital jammies to change into. He was excited about laying in a hospital bed that went up and down, had rails to play with, and a remote he could operate for the TV. The hospital bracelets were put on too tight and he had to have them relocated to his ankles. Other than that he showed no signs of anxiety about being there....
Just for the family journal's sake, here is the story....
On Friday, October 2, 2009 @ 9:30am Corbin and I arrived at Utah Valley Regional Medical Center (UVRMC) for his scheduled oral surgery; specifically dental rehabilitation with possible extraction and a frenectomy (see previous post).

At about 11:15am the call came from the OR to give Corbin the "juice." I can't remember the name of it but it's an oral anti-anxiety narcotic that helps calm them down before they're wheeled away for the general anaesthesia and surgery. It didn't take long to kick in for Corbin. He was soon pretty loopy and told me he was tired and wanted the lights off. Next thing we knew the anaesthesiologist was in the room with more papers to sign and more instructions.... and then I kissed him and they wheeled him off. As he was leaving he asked me if he was going for a walk... and then kept trying to ask more questions but kept repeating himself. It was pretty funny. I could tell he was loosing control and was pretty relaxed so it put me at ease. He didn't seem to realize that I wasn't going with him. Dr. Markham stopped in also and reminded me of all the details of the procedure. He was very kind and allowed me to ask all the questions I wanted. As soon as Corbin was gone through the double doors 3 nurses came to my aid with cookies, crackers, and juice. They knew I hadn't eaten anything in front of Corbin and wanted to be sure my blood sugar didn't drop. I read my book and watched the news while I waited.
The procedure lasted about an hour and then Dr. Markham was back and explained how it all went. All 8 of Corbin's molars were filled and resurfaced with new enamel and he got 6 stitches on his upper middle gums/lip where the muscles was cut. He did great and was in recovery and would be brought to me as soon as he woke up. (I was a little scared because the girl who came out right before Corbin screamed and coughed for a good hour before they let her leave. She was inconsolable.) About 30 minutes later Corbin was wheeled into the room looking like this...
He kept telling me there was something in his mouth and he could feel the stitches and wanted to take them out. I explained to him what the dentist did and he said, "But why did he have to cut me mom, that's not nice!" Needless to say he has a hard time leaving the stitches alone.... almost like when you loose a tooth and you keep playing with it with your tongue. About 1.5 hours after surgery he was doing great so Jeff and Quinton came to pick us up and we left the hospital at about 2pm.
The night before we had stocked up our fridge with Jell-O and pudding, Popsicles, ice cream, soup, spaghetti-O's, applesauce, juice, etc. Corbin was excited to come home and lay on the "sick bed" on the couch and watch all the cartoons he wanted. We thought he'd crash but he kept wanting to get up to play! He had his share of pudding, Jell-O, and Popsicles and a few hours later..... was dying to join his dad/cousins at the weekly BYU tailgate party.

4 comments:
Holy Cow! What an ordeal. I loved all of the details. Corbin looks a little beat up in the first post-op picture. I'm glad you both survived. What troopers!
glad he is good. it is sad to seem them like that huh. When both the boys had their tonsils taken out it was the same kind of thing only they kept the younger one over night which just made it worse for him. I am happy he is good, recovering and happy:)
I'm glad everything went well :) How crazy would it have been if you went into labor!
Oh, it sounded so much like when we took Jayden in for his SDS. I could feel the anxiety again! But all goes well and these little ones are troopers. That's what they told us - with kids, the anesthesia is out of their systems in a couple of hours. Amazing. Whew, I'm glad that you have that behind you!
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