I just sat down to have a piece of toast before I share Pinglet's surgery story with you. Toast is an amazing invention, isn't it? Kind of like the sandwich. Who came up with that idea?
We got back to the apartment this afternoon with a little girl that was thrilled to be home, if her pistoning legs indicated anything.
The surgery went well and she is back to her usual smiling/growling/crowing/complaining self.
The doctors weren't able to see the extent of the problem until the surgery. Her left ovary and part of the fallopian tube filled the entire hernia sac, which was about 3cm, and had grown attached to the walls along the sac (instead of just filling the sac, which is more common). Normally for this kind of surgery, after an incision is made into the abdomen, the ovary and fallopian tube would be pushed back into the body and the hernia sac closed. In Pinglet's case, the doctor was able to detach the ovary and only part of the fallopian tube and push that back into place. The remaining part of the fallopian tube (about 1cm) couldn't be detached from the wall of the hernia sac so the doctor had to close the area under that part of the fallopian tube.
Have I lost you yet? Yes, well try to picture this conversation happening in Japanese, while trying to calm a screaming, hoarse, and pissed off baby coming out of the general anesthesia.
She may have problems with that ovary in the future (the egg not being able to pass through the fallopian tube to the uterus) but the doctors won't know anything until she is older. For now, the surgery was successful because there is now only a small possibility of the protruding fallopian tube twisting, where as before if the ovary had become twisted, she would have lost it. So all in all, I'm pleased with how things went.
It was very hard to pass her over to the doctors for surgery. The wait during the surgery, which should have taken 30 minutes and turned into an hour and a half because of the complicated problem of detaching the ovary and fallopian tube instead of just pushing it back into place, was the longest of my life...thus far, anyway.
The Pinglet decided to roll over from her stomach to her back for the First!Time!Ever! 15 minutes before her surgery started. It was her last trick to postpone the surgery since having a cold only temporarily bought her a week. She probably figured if she impressed us enough that we would be so overcome and ask the doctors to cancel.
The other development from our stay in the hospital is that she puts herself to sleep On!Her!Own! in her crib. Without rocking or me having to sing her to sleep. Maybe she should be anesthesized more often (just kidding!)
Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers!