Spring Break spent fixing broken heart.
No…not THAT kind of broken heart. My DD is having her pacemaker placed this week. Her sinus node is not working properly, so she is getting a pacemaker to make sure that if it decides to quit completely, there is something there to pick up the pieces and make the heart beat. We will really only be in the hospital for one night, but we have to be there the day before for pre-op appointments, then the day of, then an overnight stay afterwards, then hopefully home with pain meds and a sling on her left arm.
I am not THAT concerned about the pacemaker placement. It seems relatively routine (although I question how routine anything is when you’re working on a seven year old with a transplanted heart and a valve that isn’t working properly). I am more concerned about what she is going to be like afterwards. She is slightly unpredictable when it comes to these things. Sometimes, she is a real trooper and an excellent patient. Other times, she is pretty whiny and overly dramatic and holds on to things for a long time. So, we’ll see which DD comes home from the hospital with us this time.