If you just want the update, he did well. He is done and still under sedation. We are so extremely thankful for your prayers.
I've always loved Gabe.
Since the day we picked him up, not knowing a single thing about him. It took me a few months to be able to fully accept that love, but it was there. In the past three and a half years he has weaseled his little self so deep within my heart that I honestly don't remember a single day without him.
But seeing my son laying in this hospital bed, knowing what he just went through. Well, I've never been more in love with him.
Our kid? He's a flipping rockstar.
The surgery went extremely well.
The actual repair was done in under 4 hours. It took a few hours longer for us to be able to see him. Which was fine. They were getting him settled and taking excellent care of him. After not hearing anything for three hours, we couldn't take it so we walked down to ICU to see if we could see him.
The 25 steps from the door to his bedside were the longest steps of my life.
I didn't know what was waiting for us at the end of that walk. But when I got there, I was so relieved to see that what was waiting was Gabe.
Plain and simple. A few extra wires, some tubes that don't belong, but no less Gabe.
Don't be alarmed, I know it's a lot to look at.
He is doing very well. We've been beside his bed for a couple hours now. They are monitoring his gas levels and he's not quite ready to lift the sedation yet. Tonight is about keeping him comfortable and letting him rest. If he continues to do well, they will start to lift the sedation to hopefully get the breathing tube out.
There have been a few rough times. He hates the breathing tube. The nurse is fabulous and quick to make him comfortable. I won't lie, it's hard to watch him squirm and cry but I'm holding on the the promise that a few days from now he will be well on the road to recovery.
Never in his life has he had an oxygen level of 97! I've held it together most of the day, only cried for a few seconds this morning when he first went back, but seeing that 97 made me lose it. The surgery is working and my boy has full oxygen running through his veins.
And pink nail beds to boot.
Tiny signs of big, huge progress.
Our boy is a miracle.