I wonder if it hadn't come on the heals of his heart issues whether I'd have been such a basket case. I really was a basket case. We noticed the bump early, and doctors seemed to want to ignore it. I really fought to get an actual diagnosis. I'm glad I did, but I'm a little frustrated that I had to fight so hard for it.
While its certainly not on the same level as his heart stuff, and in the end it was an elective surgery...I think it was the right thing to do. It could have seriously interfered with the development of the bones in his skull.
The surgeon said it went really well. They got it all and sent it for pathology (standard for anything they remove during surgery). She said it looked like it was a dermoid cyst (as expected). "What else would it be?" were her exact words. I certainly could have given her a list of thoughts that had gone through my head as to what it could be...but I didn't want to look like a crazy person.
I think the hardest part for Emmett was the fasting. He woke up from the surgery howling like a wild animal and wouldn't stop until he'd had two bottles of water, a popsicle, a bottle of milk, some juice, and a granola bar. The nurses were less than impressed that he skipped ahead a few steps in the eating process (he was supposed to stay on clear fluids until this evening). He didn't throw up though, and there really was no other way of consoling him....so HA!
After that, he was happy as a clam. We were home by lunchtime with a happy, though tired little man. He has a dressing on his head which we can remove after a few days, and we return to see the surgeon at the end of October.
So that's it...I don't know what to do with myself...there are no surgeries on the horizon (knock on wood). While parents of cardiac babies never really know what's coming next until it hits them, it's nice to have ticked off so many things on Emmetts health 'to do' list.
With any luck...that's the end of his time in the O.R. until he's a VERY old man!!!
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