It’s done. We are home. She is (kind of) resting. In some pain. Refusing her medicine. Accepting some pretty big bribes to take her medicine. And breaking our heart with her bravery. I know that the hard part of this is ahead of us over the next 10 days but bloody hell, it feels good to have the hospital part over and done with.
Harper took this photo of us just before we went into pre op. That’s what a mothers face looks like when she is shitting herself on the inside but smiling and pretending that this is actually fun! Liar.
My Mum was here to help out. She looked after Daisy after School so Rob could be with his emotional wife. She went shopping for us and made us a lasagne for dinner tonight. She also went to the bakery and got me a neenish tart. You know the really bad ones with the mock cream? They always make me feel better. Thank you Mum.
The pre op was really good. The doctors were amazing and Harper was extraordinarily brave. She was in my arms when she went to sleep so it wasn’t stressful for her at all. All the needles/cannula’s were out in when she was out to it. Thank goodness.
The post op? Awful. I was expecting the worst and it was worse than that. Seeing your child screaming, completely off her face, disorientated, scared, bleeding and vomiting? I wish I could unsee it all. I NEVER want to have to do that again. I hope I don’t have to. She then passed out for a couple of hours waking every now and then in the same state getting a bit more normal as the hours passed. It was distressing and awful for everyone. But it’s done now.
We had a pretty good nights sleep only waking the once for some more pain relief and when she woke this morning she was certainly brighter. Quiet, but a few smiles snuck out.
When Daisy arrived my heart broke watching the sisters reunite. They love each other these two. Harper improved 80% just by seeing her sister. And now we are home. We are taking it very slowly and trying to get her medicine in as often as we can so we keep the pain under control. It’s going to be rough these next few weeks, but I’m kind of ready for it. Thank you all so much for all your support, comments and emails from friends and family members and complete strangers. You certainly have made me feel less alone in the whole ordeal. So thank you.