Hip Spica Day Zero
So the day finally arrived, Harper had her hip spica surgery this morning. Harper’s procedure is called a closed reduction which is where they manipulate her hips back into place and then apply a plaster cast known as a hip spica.
the first checks
Harper arrived early this morning at 7:45 (10 minutes late – oops). Having been nil by mouth since last night she was surprisingly chirpy and was very happy to oblige having her checks done. The nurses checked Harper’s weight, oxygen saturation levels and pulse. Next came the questions about any allergies, metal work, did she have a temperature etc. In fact I was asked these questions about 8 times over the course of the morning as the each member of hospital staff has to double-check. We brought an old t-shirt with us for her to wear in surgery but they gave us a gown to wear instead. Harper rocked her gown whilst throwing her rainbow shoes around!
At 9am we were called through to the anaesthetist. I’d been feeling fine right up until this point. As soon as I was asked to don a blue robe and change my shoes I started to feel a little bit worried. Although this feeling was soon dismissed with the overwhelming feeling of shock that I had to wear a pair of crocs. I hadn’t planned on looking fashionable but I had swore I’d never let a pair on my feet ever.
Fashion faux pas aside I then had to bear hug Harper whilst the anaesthetist held a gas mask against her face. Harper was pretty calm throughout. I then felt her struggle a little bit against it before quickly slumping to rest asleep. At this point I had to leave as they would put her cannula in and put her under full general anaesthetic. Not something that I would have wanted to witness anyway!
This may sound odd but I rather enjoyed the first hour of waiting for Harper to come out of surgery. I went and got Costa and a bite to eat and I did some reading. All of these are things I don’t get to do during the daytime anymore, so it was quite nice to have some ‘me time’. Then the second hour came and I started to feel a bit nervous. I had butterflies looping in my stomach and the clock didn’t seem to be going quick enough. The more time went on the more I started to panic. I thought what if she’s allergic to the plaster cast or worse the general anaesthetic. 2 hours after Harper went into surgery and about 10 minutes into my soul-destroying thoughts the nurse popped her head round to tell me I could go and collect Harper from theatre.
I could see Harper on her hospital trolley bed and she was quite content – that was until she saw me. After spotting me across the room Harper burst into a hangry (hungry/angry) meltdown. To be honest I don’t blame her if I’d gone that long without food I’d be hangry too! We got back to her room and she quickly calmed down as she was breastfed. Breastfeeding Harper also gave the perfect opportunity for the nurses to do her observations as she was so settled and content. Once she had kept her milk down we moved onto blueberry rice cakes, (yum). I loved her new pink cast and thanked the surgeons for putting a not using plain coloured plaster!
I had a nurse come in and talk though Spica cast changing Harper first, followed by Physio. Physio talked through and double checked I knew all the equipment I’d need to care for her in a spica. Physio also checked that I had a suitable specialist car seat that my husband and I would be able to transport her home safely in. After this point they said we could go home!
So at 3pm I messaged my husband and he set off on his way to collect us. Harper had decided to have a quick nap at at this point, this gave me time to get all my bags re packed and sorted before leaving hospital.
Finally home at 5pm, just in time for dinner. Harper had a chill out on her beanbag which she seems super comfy on. You may also notice that I’ve started modifying her cast slightly with patterned duck tape. Unfortunately I ran out of it. I’m ordering some more to do more decorations.
It’s bed times here now. I’ve just got all my fingers crossed that her sleep goes a smoothly as the rest of the operation day did. I’m extremely worried Harper will be up every hour! Tomorrow I’ll be updating our first night in hip spica goes!
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