Okay so you guys made me cry on Facebook. Instagram, too. The enormous outpouring of love and support you sent our way when Moxie was going in to surgery felt like the warmest, sweetest blanket ever – and I thank you for it.
It meant so much.
Moxie’s surgery was for bi-lateral strabismus. Basically, what was happening was her eye muscles were turning her eyes in. She couldn’t see straight and it was affecting her depth perception, among other things. Since it was only getting worse, there was also the concern that she would lose her sight.
The surgery was outpatient, meaning she went in very early in the morning, they operated on her and then after an hour or so of recovering from her sedation, she was sent home.
As far as surgeries go, it was one of the easiest, simplest ones out there and yet oh my God were Mikey and I ever a mess!
I was on the edge of a massive hysterical crying blowout the entire time, sort of letting it loose like a pressure cooker valve does it’s steam by a slow, constant stream of tears coming out of the side of my eyes. Mikey had some inexplicable “eye problems” and the two of us spent the hours in the hospital trying to re-convince ourselves we were doing the right thing… and feeling incredibly appreciative for the love and support we felt from family and all of you friends.
And also grateful that this isn’t something we need to go through on a regular basis. Or even that the surgery was nowhere near what a heart surgery is, or some of the other grave ones that I know so many others go through with their little ones.
I really… you know…….., I just don’t know how you all do it. I suppose you have to do it so you find it within yourselves to move forward, but oh man….
I’m finding myself returning to that hysterical tear-full space, so let’s move on before I start bawling over here.
Moxie was a trooper. It feels weird and wrong somehow to say that when she didn’t know what was coming. But still, she was in good spirits throughout and as relaxed as I’ve ever seen her about things that she normally doesn’t like one bit.
She did really like the “happy juice” (and yes – they really call it “happy juice”!!) – Mikey said, “hey Moxie, do you like that happy juice?” and she was all, “yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah”
But there comes that point when you see your little one, that precious person of your heart, so out of it and even if you really think you are doing the right thing, you cry.
Then finally – FINALLY! – they called and we got to go up and see our Peach who just waking up
Words…. they just can’t express that moment so I won’t even try.
Moxie’s team said her surgery went “really well”. Her eyes have stitches on them – on the eyeballs – which will be absorbed by her body in time. They are keeping a watch on her healing.
But already she has come from so tired, so drugged and out of it
To changing Dora’s diaper and playing with her trains.
She had her first post-op exam and her doctor said it looks wonderful, her eyes are much straighter, they are lining up.
We’ll keep the prayers and good energy up and aimed at her swift and thorough healing –
THANK YOU for loving her so much.
I’m getting all teary again. I’m no good at this stuff.