The Tale of Lukas' Surgery

There once was a little boy who needed some surgery. His mother had prepped him in the ways of the hospital for she was a nurse and knew it would be tough. The boy was prepared and "knew" all that was going to happen. The only problem was...it actually had to happen, this surgery thing.

So they arrive at the hospital at o'dark thirty and check in under the "prepped" name of James. Now this poor little boy had been told by his mother, "Remember your first name, the name we NEVER call you? That is what EVERYONE is going to call you today." So the admission lady asks, " Please tell me your name?" Boy responds "Lukas James Bagshaw, oh wait James Bagshaw today." She raises her eyes brows and feeling a little hurt that cute little boy says, "That's my name James. And my dad is Spencer James, No James Spencer and my grandpa is James...uh...James Grandpa and my other white hair grandpa is James Grandpa too." The mother beeming with pride as her son knows his heritage quickly takes him back to their seat. "Now remember it is OK if they call you James, ok?"

"OK, mom but NOT Luke, that is NOT my name."

A giggle and a sigh from mom, how many more times will we talk about his name? They take us back and Lukas proudly shows the nurse his band and says, "I'm James Lukas Bagshaw, not Luke." Then the little boy tells the nurse "My mommy never lets me stay up super late!" He thought that it was night because it was pitch black when we left this morning. Mommy about fell over laughing.

This little boy starts to act crazy, he did ya know "stay up super late" but whatever the reason he was actng like a goon. Was he really about to have surgery???

Mom realized a little of his antics might be fear so she laid down with him and read library books they had brought...

The little James Lukas Bagshaw was just "fine." He had his Larry, the Lobster and mini turtle to hold, plus the blanket mommy had made. Fear was no where to be near...

In fact it was courage and strength because that little boy is really a "big" boy who knows he is loved. So on with the show they started to pull him away and who has fear now and the tear coming down? Dear mommy dearest because they just took a piece of her to surgery and she can't bear the thought...

FINALLY, FINALLY he is back, no more bounces and bounds but quiet strength and courage no other could have. The nurse dubbed him the best of the day, they were in awe how good this cute little boy was to just lay there and puke there, on his mommy so dear.

The boy finally comes back and is REALLY awake and starts ordering his nurses to let him go home. Yep he is back and OK. We are so happy that he made it all of this way!

So the Dr came and told us that 75% of his airway was blocked and that the tonsils were actually a third larger than he anticipated and that they went farther down the throat than normal. WOW! What a testimony to us that this is why everything happened and we are SO glad we took care of it. Oh, and when the Dr saw the bead we pulled out with cotton q-tip he just laughed and said I (Brandee) could make a lot of money doing that! ;0)