3 Months Post Op

Kind of hard to believe it's only been three months since Gabe's Open Heart Surgery.

It seems like a lifetime ago.  So much has changed and he is just so, normal.  Part of me thought that life would never be the same after surgery.  And while that technically is true, it has nothing to do with his heart.

From where we sit, here on the outside of his body, Gabe is doing excellent.

He is active and eating like a beast.  He stopped puking up his meds about 6 weeks ago and has gone back to taking them without any issues (thank the Lord!).  He's growing well, probably from the excessive amounts of food he's eating.  Sleep is tricky, not because of his heart, but because he wants to stay up late and gets up by 6:30 in the morning every morning.  Bless it.  We're back to that glorious spot where, if you didn't know already, you'd never guess he has such a huge heart defect.

And even though I see all this outward evidence on a daily basis, I still get a little jittery the day of a heart check.

We went in yesterday for a normal cardiology appointment.  Josie had stayed the night with Andrew's Mom, so he and I had a nice morning together and headed out around 9 for his appointment.

This one was quick and to the point.

He just had an ECHO so he didn't have to do that and, since he's such an expert at the steps in these visits, they were able to get all his stats pretty quick.

His Oxygen level was an amazing 99.

Yea, as in 1% off of a normal kid.  He's such a rock star!

He weighed in at 33.6 pounds and has grown to 3 feet, 2 1/2 inches.

The Doctor listened to his heart and said he sounds great.  We took him off the midday diuretic with the caveat of needing to watch him closely over the next month for signs of fluid build up (shortness of breath, not eating, lack of energy, blueness).

And that was it.

She wants to see him one more time before we move so we will head back in a few weeks.  He'll get a full work up that day before she sends us on our way.

We celebrated his clear chest cavity with a sub as big as his head and, of course, his favorite Doritos.