Baby Doodle no longer has a lump

At 5:10 this morning Mr. D's alarm woke us up. I showered, ate a granola bar standing in the kitchen, then woke baby Doodle when I carried him to the car -- he was in his pajamas and soggy diaper with one of his blankets wrapped around him.

We checked in at CHOP at 6:10am, waited a few minutes and were called to the pre-op room. Baby Doodle asked when we were leaving a number of times but never got cranky or whiny. His vitals were taken, I changed his diaper and put him in the hospital pajamas. The nurse gave me three syringes to give to baby Doodle -- one with Tylonol, one with a magical serum that made baby Doodle delirious and had amnesiac properties, and one with apple juice to wash down the bad-tasting serum. He sucked as much apple juice as he could from the tip of the last syringe -- he hadn't had anything to drink since his milk at 8:00 the night before. About ten minutes later baby Doodle started laughing and acting silly. By the time they wheeled him off to the OR he was downright drunk. Mr. D and I were laughing hysterically along with our giddy two-year old. He was quite funny. If this was a foreshadow of what he'll be like when he drinks when he's of the legal age of 21 I think he'll be a happy drunk, rather than an angry one. The nurse who wheeled him to the OR was pointing out things in the hallway that BD thought were hilarious. He didn't seem to mind that Mr. D and I weren't with him. Whoever invented that serum deserves to be thanked by kids and parents alike. I thought I would have a hard time watching him be wheeled away but we were all laughing so much that I didn't shed a tear.

We waited in the waiting room with my mother, who wasn't allowed in the pre-op room with us (two adults only). We waited for almost exactly 45 minutes (I knitted, Mr. D checked his fantasy sports teams on the computers they provide, and my mother watched the Today Show). Baby Doodle's surgeon found us and told us that everything went fine. The lump did not have many veins connecting it to the rest of his body as he suspected. It was a lymphangeoma, also as his doctor suspected. The lump was filled with fluid and was sent to a lab to make 100% sure that it was harmless.

Mr. Doodle and I went to the post-op room (same area as pre-op but different room). Baby Doodle's eyes were half open. The nurse said he came out of the anesthesia right away and asked for me. He had an IV taped to his hand and a blood pressure cuff on his leg. The nurse was amazed how quickly he wanted the IV out. I told her it was from his hospital stay in April. We sat with him for another 45 minutes and then his IV was removed and we got him dressed. I carried him to the parking lot where he threw up. He threw up again when we were home.

He watched about 6 hours of television today (Thomas DVD - twice, Thomas on TiVo, and PBS), ate dry cereal, graham crackers, animal crackers and toast mid day, then pizza and cookies for dinner. He's extremely tired and ready for bed now. As soon as I finish typing this I'm going to put him to bed.

Our day is finally over.