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After the two surgeries I had last year - my first one ever for my broken ankle and the second to remove my gallbladder - I was so done with the hospital and doctors. I wished for a surgery-free year, but my husband's grandmother had to have surgery recently and now my son is having surgery tomorrow. We're just in April!
My son has some cavities that need to be filled, and since he's only three years old with high doctor and dentist anxiety, the pediatric dentist decided to fill them this way. First of all, I feel like such a crappy mom upon finding out about the cavities. My daughter never had cavities, so this unexpected. Secondly, I recognize intellectually that I'm lucky my kids are healthy besides this, and I should be and am completely grateful for; however, emotionally as someone who grew up with a grandfather and mother battling brain cancer and both losing those battles, I live in a state of fear that one day my luck will run out again. But that's a long story for another day.
I'm feeling a bit nervous about tomorrow. I know they do this all the time. Everything is going to be okay - I just don't want to see my son scared or upset. My husband and I will be there together, and when the children's hospital called me today, the caller assured me my son won't remember anything about going to the operating room or the operation itself. That's a relief that I needed someone to tell me out loud (haha, get it? out loud?).
My son fell asleep tonight hugging his Mickey Mouse. Sweet dreams, Jack. <3