Today was the day for our pre-op steps. We were told to be there at 10 am, which we were spot on time! Go us! We were ushered into our room and the people kept coming in. We had a CNA (certified nurse anesthesiologist), our cardiac nurse, a phlebotomist, a regular R.N., and a nurse from Dr. Tam's office. All is going well and all of our questions are asked. Answers are given. The bad outcomes and risks are explained. Blah blah blah. So, we are getting ready to sign consents and do the blood draws.
Yeah! Our appointment is about halfway completed at the 2 hour mark!! We are looking forward to the blood draw being OVER and the tour to begin so we can see the floor, where we will be, and get that part settled in our heads.
Now, this is where the sucker punch comes in. Get ready, wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, and BAM! Sucker punch straight to the heart. Then wiggle it around for a few more minutes for fun.
Yup, we got BUMPED from surgery on 8/8. I feel the tears start to form and the lump in my throat burning. "Keep it together chickie!" is all I can think of. This was my second biggest fear and I KNEW it would happen since Miles is so stinking healthy looking. What ticked me off is that everyone keeps downplaying his defects except for Dr. Tam. He was completely taken aback that he looked so healthy when he had so much going on and the size of the ASD. But, we know, somewhere deep in our hearts and minds, that another baby is needing his care and thank God Miles is healthy enough to go forth and thrive. It doesn't really make it better nor easier.
It is such an emotional upheaval and we were praying that we wouldn't get bumped and we were hoping that he would be on the other side of the healing process before school began. What is going to happen now is that we are scheduled for 8/22. It was mentioned that we could even get bumped again. So, we wait. We pray. We put our lives back on hold for 15 days and then we hold our breath before plunging into the deep water.
This game sucks.