Monday, October 4, 2010

Old dog+toddler=a trip to the ER

Where to begin? A couple of weeks ago we had just finished breakfast. I was cleaning the dishes, Jer was on the phone with his mom and Drew was playing. Next thing we know, Drew is holding one eye screaming, Jer is yelling at his mom, 'I have to go. Pinkie (dog) just got Drew in his eye!' I scoop Drew up and run upstairs trying not to panic or cry and calm him down as we hurry up the strairs. He wouldn't let either one of us look at his eye. We could tell it was bleeding and as I was trying to clean up some of that I caught a glimpse. It didn't look like his eye was injured just an eyelid. Phew. Jer overreacted about the situation while I tried to remain calm....that was hard. HARD. I mean here is my baby, who is now a toddler, with an injury to his eye. I was upet about my dog that we thought had bitten Drew. I was upset with Jer for over reacting. It was a lot to bottle in. ***I would also like to note that in typical Jeremey family style the entire family thought that he had lost his eye. Literally.

Once at the ER we find out that he needs immediate repair. A plastic surgeon was called in and Drew left with 4 stitches to his lower eyelid. We were told that one of his tear ducts was torn and it would need repair. Ugh, another procedure? Anyway- that afternoon we were home. Drew was acting as if nothing had happened.

The next day we have an appointment with an eye surgeon who informs us that everyone has 2 tear ducts but 60% of the population uses only one and the remaining 40% uses both. Oh, and there is also no way of knowing where a person falls until they grow up. We were scheduled for surgery the following day.

I can't even tell you how that day was the LONGEST day ever. Seriously. We couldn't eat or drink for 8 hours prior and he wasn't even scheduled until 5:30pm that night! Drew was being such a trooper until around 3:30pm when we were into his naptime hour, no food or drink, and we were in the OR prep room. No bueno. AND, the surgery before us took longer which pushed us back to the 7:30 mark. This was one unhappy momma about to unleash on the poor nurse who was relaying messages.

This is the slightly out of it Drew right before surgery. They had given him something to relax him before they took him back so he wouldn't be upset.
This is the next day. I was scared to take of the patch for fear of what it would look like but we took it off and you couldn't even tell! It's amazing. He has been healing well and the doctor will take out the tube in a few months.
  This is what their relationship is usually like. It's hot and cold!

1 comment:

Tasha said...

I'm so glad he's okay! That must have been completely terrifying!