Monday, February 2, 2009
Going in to Surgery
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2 comments:
Is this the first time they Rob has gone in? Or the first time EITHER of you have gone in? I don't remember that from before ...
Thanks for the postings - I'm waiting with baited breath ... which means I probably need to brush my teeth ...
Sorry if I didn't make it clear. The problem is I am typing on my phone so I try to keep it short. Also, when stuff starts happening it often happens really fast.
There are several stages to the process... when you go into the pre-op area only two people are allowed. Rob and I always do that. Or if Rob can't go, usually J's Mimi goes.
Then when it's time to go into the room where the procedure happens only ONE person is allowed to go. Up until today I have been the only one who has done that part. It's called PPI (parent-present induction) and you have to get anaesthesiologist's approval, etc. Some of them don't like it. Dr. V is very, very cool and she always lets me. She thinks it's important to the kids that a parent be there. She rocks. We always request her.
Anyway, so this picture was taken at the hallway intersection where they go to the "back back" as I call it (as opposed to the "back" which is pre-op). The extra parent has to say bye and they are kicked really unceremoniously to the curb (waiting room) where they have to wait for the cool parent who gets to go into the surgery room.
Actually, it's really not cool. It's pretty freaking horrific and sad, but you get used to it after a while. *sigh* Anyway, I don't know if that makes more sense or if it's more confusing.
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