We arrived at the hospital at 6am. That's early, but not nearly as early as 3 am when Mac woke up hoping for a little drink. No such luck bud. And those pre-surgery food restrictions meant a protest for milk turned into a showing of Horton Hears a Who. There are definitely worse things than cuddling with your toddler in the middle of the night.
After checking in with the cardiac center we were taken to pre-op where we discovered a rash on McKay's chest. Really?!? Of course that meant a surgery consult was needed to decide if they would go forward with the procedure. It was soon concluded that the rash was nothing more than skin irritation likely, and ironically, caused by the gel they use to do the echocardiogram. He was cleared and preparations pushed forward. Pictures of our silly, tired little man to come.
They took him back around 7:30am and whisked us up to meet with his surgeon, Dr. Spray. This seemed completely unfair to me as the good doctor clearly had a lead on us from a brain power standpoint going in. Now, we had just handed over our child and we were expected to talk somewhat intelligently to the person who would make some of the most critical decisions of McKay's life for him. Regardless, he was kind and confident and gentle. Exactly what you'd hope for.
He is also FAST. We were just told McKay is coming off the heart lung bypass, being brought out of circulatory arrest and will then have his body temperature warmed back up. Literally back to life. Three short hours. Amazing.
We'll post pics as soon as we can, but so far, so good. Praise be given.