Medical Drama

Baby Boy has a medical appliance that is a "permanent" part of his body, although it has to be replaced every year due to deterioration and wear and tear.  We were scheduled to get it replaced next week along with two other annual surgical procedures (we like to get as many things done at once to minimize exposure to anesthesia).  This is a very delicate balance that takes months to set up because we have to get several very busy specialists in one operating room at the same time.  Literally, every year after we are done, we start preparing for the following year's procedure. 

Anyway, somehow Baby Boy broke his appliance on campus yesterday, after hours, of course.  I spent a considerable amount of time talking to on-call nurses, lab techs, and doctors who know nothing about Baby Boy's medical history and his situation.  His doctor is highly specialized and the only one who does this procedure in this area.  In fact, Baby Boy was the first person in Texas and only the third person in the United States to have this procedure done, it's been a lifesaver, but it can be frustrating to only have one person to go to when we have complications. 

So right now I'm waiting frantically for a call back to see when we can have emergency surgery scheduled to fix this.  It's not an option to wait for next week.  It's a medical device that is used daily.  This probably means we'll still have another surgery next week for the other things that still have to be done, but probably can't be organized on such short notice.

I'm a little anxious today.  Actually, I'm a lot anxious, but I'm trying to pretend I'm only a little anxious. 

If you have a chance, please send some positive energy this way. 

Thanks!

Until next time . . .