I was really, really upset about it at first but knew it was for the best. We were working in a little window of time, too. Sometimes if you wait too long, the eye develops and grows and to open up the duct they would need to cut it and place a drain inside the eye that would be in place for weeks or months which would be a lot bigger deal. With the probing, they just go in through the tear duct and stick a hollow metal tube that basically hollows out and opens the duct and removes any tissues that are in place to cause the ‘clogging’. Once they remove the probe, they drop dye into the duct and if it drains out the nose, they know they’ve opened it.
The days leading up to surgery, and even the morning of, I was pretty calm. I had done a lot of research and knew enough about it to not be too worried and that she would be fine. We had to get up early and she had to fast from the night before so I was worried she would be miserable and starving, but she was just fine. Hamming it up for all the nurses. It’s so funny when we take Stella anywhere without Harlo. It’s like she knows she’s the queen for the day when the real queen is out. This day was no different :)
Even though that seems like it wasn’t the hard part, for me it was. They took her back and we waited for probably 20 minutes until they came and got us. The doctor told us that the probing worked and what to look for but that she should see results almost immediately, with a few days for possible weaping.
Babies cry a lot when they wake up from sedation. It makes you lose your inhibitions so babies usually just seem upset. She cried a lot when she woke up for quite a while and that was hard to see, but I knew she wasn’t in any pain and it was just the medicine making her act that way so that helped. (although they had to keep an IV in for hydration reasons and take that out before we left.. bummer! I hate getting IVs out :( She wasn’t happy about that at all.
When we got home she was still in a little fit but it was getting a little better. Harlo was so concerned and kept saying, “why you crying, honey? You okay? Darn it…” Brady took Harlo to get a few things at the store and I stayed with Stella. After a minute she just snapped right out of it. She started smiling again and saying “mama! mama!” She seemed a bit woozy for a while, she couldn’t really pull herself up or stay standing and was a little disoriented, but other than that, she was fine. She wasn’t nearly as sick as I’d expected her to be and by dinner time, she was basically right back to herself. I could even already notice that her eye wasn’t nearly as glossy as normal. It was kind of strange. I kept thinking she looked so different, but that’s all it was. She just normally has an extra layer of gloss over that eye because it can’t drain properly.
This morning she woke up with a completely clear eye. First time in her life! All day long it’s stayed clear, so I’m thinking that’s a good sign :)