Hospital Nightmare

We had quite the adventure on thursday. I took Josh down to Primary Children's to have a small problem with a front tooth fixed and a teeth cleaning. He did not cooperate at all when I took him in for his first visit. With his history the dentist did not feel comfortable doing IV sedation in the office and instead had us go to Primary's for it. He goes down there once a month to do things like this.

So it was supposed to be really routine, right? Oh no.... that just could not happen. We arrived around 9:45am and left the hospital around 8pm. Crazy. Insane. Never want to do that again.

So the reason for the long day? Josh had a reaction to the anesthesia this time. Most likely the Versed he was given. For those of you who don't know, alot of time they will give these kids a medicine called Versed to calm them down. It basically makes them lethargic and so they won't remember what happens. I have always declined it since Josh usually does well. For some reason thursday was a different story. He was really upset, would scream when the nurse would touch him, wouldn't get off my lap to play ect. So the anesthesiologist suggested some Versed. I agreed thinking it would be a good idea. Boy was I wrong! They gave it to him a little too early (it is supposed to be given 20 min before they go back to the OR) and about 10 min later, Josh was acting really funny. He seemed to be breathing harder than he should and was very out of it.. head rolling around ect. So I grabbed a nurse and they realized he had the medicine 23 min before. They brought out some monitors in the waiting room and hooked him up. His oxygen levels kept dropping to around 84% and the alarm kept going off. It was lovely. They took him back less than 10 min later. I went to the surgery waiting room. The procedure was scheduled to take an hour and a half. Thankfully I ran down to the cafeteria and got a snack. About an hour and a half later, the dentist came out to tell me that he was done and everything was fine, although more involved than he thought. No big deal. He told me that someone should be calling me within 15 min to go back to recovery with him. About 25 min later, I was starting to get this feeling that something was going on. A couple seconds later the receptionist called me to the desk to take a phone call. It was Josh's nurse from recovery. He was not waking up still and they were having to do some extra oxygen and stuff to keep him more stable. He told me he would call me again in 15 min with an update. This went on for an hour. Everytime they would say he was just having a hard time waking up and needed some supplemental oxygen. Finally they told me he was waking up and I could come back. When I went back to see him, I could hear him screaming before I even hit the recovery. Poor kid. He was out. of. control. there is not other way to put that. He was supposed to be keeping an O2 mask on, but was ripping it off faster than I could keep it on him. They moved him over to post-op and could hold him then. He calmed some and then suddenly just went back to sleep. His sats were dropping on and off down to the mid 70's. He would bounce back up pretty fast, but that is very unlike Josh. So anyway, we dealt with that for a few hours, as well as him throwing up. He was given Phenegren and Zofran to help with it, but he still threw up. A different doctor came and told me that they might need to admit him. I was a little freaked out. But then he said if he could maintain his sats above 90 with no help, for two hours we can go home. Thankfully from about 6-8pm Josh was a very good boy and we were finally released then.

It was the longest day ever. Scary and not fun. I don't ever want to do that again. The anesthesiologist is pretty sure it was the Versed that caused the problems since it was the only thing he had never had before. So needless to say we won't be doing that again. The end.