Yesterday we went in for Owen's cardiology appointment. It's been 2 years since our last visit and while it's always nice to see Dr. Rios because he's a nice guy, I never look forward to this appointment. There's always this fear that he's going to say that something is wrong with Owen's heart and a surgery is needed to correct it.
I was impressed with Owen's direction following from the start: the nurse needed to weigh him and check his height. He had his shoes off before we even asked and he stood still for both measurements. We were easily able to get his pulse ox (yay for a 100 reading!) and his blood pressure (normal range) as Owen just sat and listened to the nurse.
We did need an ECHO done because it's been 2 years. I brought the iPad and a DVD with me to make sure Owen had something to watch while the tech did his work. The tech was an easy-going guy, who let Owen look at his machine before he needed to lay down. Then Owen just climbed on the bed and laid down........no fuss, no muss! I held up his iPad and we watched an episode of "Elmo's World" while the tech got all the images he needed. Owen didn't even flinch when the cold jelly had to be put on his chest area.
When Dr. Rios came in and had a big smile on his face, I knew everything looked good. He listened to Owen's heart some and explained what he saw on the Echo--good, healthy, growing heart; minor leakage which is something he will always have. No restrictions, no medications, no visit for 2 more years!
Earlier in September, I actually forgot all about Owen's heart day on Sept. 3. I know that might sound crazy that I forgot, but I truly did. It was the second day of school and I had so many other thoughts invading the space in my head that it escaped me. And in a way I'm glad it did. I'm glad that instead of the worry, anxiety and wistfulness I normally feel on that day, I got to feel some joy and happiness about my little boy heading off to a full day of school. Because that means he has been fixed--his heart is working correctly and he is able to enjoy his life without that worry clouding it over.
Dr. Rios said something interesting to me: "Whenever I see Owen's name, I think of a little baby, so to see him now is a bit of a shock." Dr. Rios saw me in my darkest moments when my little baby was being carted off for a major surgery, one in which I was so afraid that he would never be returned to me. It makes me so glad for Dr. Rios to see him now.......a healthy 5 year old that is more than willing to offer him a hug and a high five. These appointments will never be easy for me; I will always be anxious and worried, but I am forever grateful that Owen's heart is in very, very good hands.
|Chillin' with my iPad|
|No worries, Mom, I've got this!|