So, the surgery was successful… Yipee! After 30 minutes of posting the previous blog, the nurse called me and told me that I am needed in the OR… I was anxious because no further information was given. I was only told that the surgeon was requesting me in the operating room. Closing my laptop and getting my bag, I went back to the fifth floor at the Ophthalmology operating room. I was given a set of scrub suit and quickly changed into it, then I was led to the waiting area beside the recovery room. There were two other patients […]
As of this writing, Z is already in the operating room for about an hour. I left him there crying – well, screaming. I think he was restrained again. And knowing that kid, he loves being able to move freely. Someone restrains him and he will scream and yell.
Having no control with the situation is making me mad, truth to be told. We are running against time but time is making us wait. And it is really, really frustrating that there is nothing else I could do but wait.
Every time we get closer to having an end to this, whatever you call this, we get pushed back and we are being pushed back big time.
This delay is putting me on the edge and I don’t know how long I could keep my cool in this situation. Telling me that everything will be fine is no longer comforting, rather it irks me all the more because every time something happens, it doesn’t happen for the better. It always becomes a dreaded event.
My son was born with congenital bilateral cataract. For my son’s first week of life, I was actually hoping and praying so hard that it was just a film covering his eyes caused by his jaundice (I read something about this one when I was doing research). During his confinement, we got a referral to a pedia-ophthalmologist (who I later on learned was not really a pedia-ophtha). My heart broke when the doctor confirmed that my son indeed have cataracts in both eyes. The only option given us was surgery. There is no other way to correct cataract but to extract the lens from the eyes. While the doctor was explaining, my mind was raising. How? Why? Howcome it did not show any sign of it during pre-natal check ups?