So instead of saying a bunch of bad words, Ill just tell you how the day went.
We get to our urology appointment, and they don't have us in the computer. NICE! The doctor comes to see us anyway, and 3 minutes later we are out of that appointment. The good news everything post op looks great, and he has recovered well.
2 hours until ENT appointment.
We eat, Alex wants to sleep, but cant, gets grumpy, gets very grumpy, we go to ENT. Left ear looks great, right ear has some fluid, doctor says lets wait a year and see what happens, unless he starts having infections and such.
Have five minutes to make it to cardiology.
Wait 20 minutes in waiting room, wait ONE HOUR in the doctors office, I finally step into the hall and say we have been in here for an hour, just as soon as I go back in the nurse and the EKG machine come carting in, we all know that we would still be there waiting if I hadn't asserted myself and gotten things going.
So doctor heart comes in listens to Alex, hears the PDA, and says he needs surgery.
Not immediate, the PDA isn't causing heart issues right now, but PDA's have potential to cause enlarged hearts and infection, so it needs to be done.
He suggests September, I look down at my belly then up at him, so then he says these very words "lets do it around Christmas time", (advice for all doctors) saying lets have surgery around Christmas time isn't something you say in a cheery way, like its some sort of exciting new idea you just came up with. NO I DON'T WANT TO HAVE MY BABIES HEART SURGERY AROUND CHRISTMAS TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He could have said November, or January, but no, he chose to say around Christmas time, like that was a better alternative to September. Not to mention Ill have a baby, just a few months old!
The scary thing is that this cardio appt never would have happened if I hadn't asked our neonatologist, if I wasn't supposed to worry about the PDA either since no one else seemed to be. The fact is, is that we slipped through the medical cracks, and that is the reason I never heard anything after his echo cardiograms that he has had in the past, it wasn't that no one was concerned, its that no one really read them since our echos were outpatient, and we never did see a doctor.
We then left and sat in traffic for over an hour, then began our one hour 45 minute drive home.
I took pictures of Alex being sweet and cute tolerating our long day, but I'm to grumpy and tired to post them. I am overwhelmed with another surgery, and a new baby, and I just need to go to bed.
It was an RTS day.....Really, Tough, S***