Ready Freddy??

Colt and I have a little banter or saying we say to one another whenever we leave the house, get in the car or really, get ready to do anything. I say "Ready Freddy?", and he replies back as fast as he can, "Ready, Ready!". It's pretty cute of course. Anyway, I figured that would be fitting for this post.

We made the trip to Duke on Thursday. He received a chest X-Ray and exam and everything looked perfect. Since it will be three weeks on Sunday since he has had a fever, and his pneumonia is completely gone, everyone feels like it is perfectly okay to proceed with his surgery next week. The past week has been a hard one. Lots of emotions have come into play. We had Thursday looming over us, and the anxiety of if they post-poned the surgery, how in the world would we keep him well for the next 4-6 weeks if we couldn't do it this time? Then, if they didn't post-pone it, the anxiety and stress of the surgery. So, now we are dealing with the latter obviously. Like I said in an earlier post, it's been two years since we have had to deal with this. It is really easy to "forget" about your child having to have a major surgery when he seems so healthy and active. It is even harder because he is older, and he will not understand what is going on. I hate the thought of having to leave him at night when he is in ICU, because we are not able to stay with him then. What if he wakes up in the middle of the night, or in the morning before we get back and we aren't there and he is scared? He won't understand why his mommy and daddy are not there with him. I'm hoping maybe I can get away with sleeping in the waiting room, so at least I will be there if that happens. I know there is no point in worrying and I have been trying to give it to God. Stress never really bothered me much. But, ever since I found out about his heart condition while I was pregnant, it's been almost like a disease. I just can't shake it sometimes. I really think that is a major reason why I went into labor at 33 weeks. Sometimes I break out into hives. It was so bad this week, I literally made myself sick and lost 7 pounds in two days. But, the last few days when I feel it creeping up on me, I try to relax and pray. It has helped a lot. Hopefully I will make it through the next few days :)

The good news is, I got my cast off! I now have a lovely boot. But, it is great since I can take it on and off, I won't have a problem showering when we are able to stay with him at the hospital. It's also much easier to walk in. Colt's Granne,(Drew's mom) came down and stayed with us all last week which was a huge help. She cleaned and did laundry and helped with anything else we needed. We also had a visit from my sister and Bryn last weekend. They had so much fun together! My mom is here this weekend, and is also helping to make sure the house is clean and laundry is done so that we can pack for the 1-2 weeks we will be gone. And, so that when we come home, we won't have to come home to a dirty house.

We have to be a Duke bright and early Monday morning at 7am for his heart cath. Then, he will stay over night and they will probably come get him about the same time on Tuesday for his surgery. I know everything will be just fine and we will be home before we know it! Thanks again to everyone for all of your love and support.