Beckett's sclerotherapy procedure went smoothly yesterday and he did so great!
This kid.... he is really something else. He was happy as ever all day at the hospital despite not having eaten anything since dinner the night before. Of course the fact that the hospital had a huge model train exhibit didn't hurt, nor did the fact that as soon as we got called back to the room Mickey Mouse Clubhouse came on TV. He was so brave while they did their checkup on him-- he'd developed some anxiety about having his blood pressure taken several times these last few weeks but we talked for days about his big strong muscles and how the nurse would check the muscles in his arm and he handled it like a champ. He also hates getting the little oxygen reader on his finger ever since he had to get his finger pricked when they did the blood work at the beginning of all this, but even that he took in stride. Kolby and I died laughing though because he was sitting in the hospital bed with his hands in his lap, then the nurse walked in and talked about testing his oxygen and without saying a word or taking his eyes off the TV he just casually slipped both hands under the blanket to hide them. Sweet boy.
This was his third time under general anesthesia (all in the past six months too... adenoids out, MRI on his neck, now this) and thankfully he handles it really well. The procedure took about an hour and the doctor said everything went as planned. Now it's a waiting game--the doctor said there's about a 50/50 chance the cyst will recur and if it's going to it usually happens within a few weeks. If that happens (which we are praying it doesn't!), he'll need this same procedure one more time. But whether it's a one-and-done or two-and-done thing, we're holding tight to the "and done" part and are ready to have this all behind us.
We were on the road home by mid-afternoon yesterday and Beckett fell asleep in the car then napped at home for a few hours. When he woke up, he was back to his same old chipper self. He didn't need the pain medicine they prescribed and you would seriously never know anything had happened (he still doesn't know anything ever happened, ha). And we are so thankful for people in the medical field because we had wonderful care all throughout this process and if it weren't for advances in medicine our only option would have been surgery. Instead, Beckett came home with just two tiny band-aids that are already off and was running around like a wildman by dinnertime. His neck is still quite pudgy where they cyst was, but we hear it should go down some over time and is already only noticeable if you look for it.
Thank you all for praying for him and for us. And I'll leave you with a few more pictures of this resilient little trooper yesterday after we got home.
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