So, he took awhile to wake up from surgery, and really as I type this, he hasn't woken up much at all. If/when he wakes up, he's in pain, so we give him more pain meds and he settles down and falls back asleep. Later this afternoon he started to develop a fever, little over 100, then 101, then nearly 103. The nurse called in his surgeon, who brought an entire posse with him. When the words "I'm mystified" came out of the surgeons mouth, that's probably about the time I started crying. Grayson was crying, constantly saying 'owie owie owie' (however you spell that) and nothing I could do was making him feel better. They were concerned he was having a reaction to one of the meds, so they switched a few things, gave him more fluids, and the fever still wasn't really coming down. The doctor (and posse) came back 30-45 min later and we discovered Grayson wasn't urinating. So we had to put in a catheter (not fun). He had quite a bit of urine that came out immediately, so doctor was confident that was causing a lot of his discomfort. We're also changing his pain meds around to see if that will help.
Fever is down to 100-101, and every time he lightly wakes up, his blood pressure rises and he starts crying again. So, I'm thinking we're in for a long night ahead of us.
All in all, the doctor was confident how the surgery went. Three small incisions (small = 2mm) across his abdomen and the rest they did endoscopically (apparently that's not a word? sorry, mom). They removed about 7" of his bowel and seemed very confident what's left is good bowel.
Connor was very bored today, ha. He very much wanted to open all of Grayson's gifts, he'd ask Grayson if he wanted to open one during one of G's awake crying moments, and Connor would say, "mom, I think he said yes, he wants me to open it". And then repeat that 578 times today. Eventually he found a bike thing and rode laps around the unit. Hope the nurses didn't mind.
Not much more to update. The rooms are nice, I have a beautiful (truly) view of the Minneapolis skyline, we have a sweet TV set up (loaded with new/recent movies, etc.) and the nurses have been great so far. Hopefully Grayson and I catch some sleep tonight, visions of the nights in the hospital after having a baby and they want to check vitals every 3 hours are coming back tho....most annoying thing ever.
I'll leave you with a few pictures...
Waiting patiently (or not-so-patiently in Connor's case) for Grayson to wake up from surgery.
Finally asleep after the fever came on, trying to cool him off with ice packs and being uncovered.
(thanks for the pillow, Amanda!)
my bed, if I don't sleep with G
Connor making his rounds.
Will update in the morning.