Cath. Results

I'm going to try to explain Monday's cath. results in the best way I know how - I'm still a little unsure myself and have a meeting with Evan's cardio today to get a better understanding. Evan was a real trooper even though he realized the minute we pulled into the parking garage where we were and was a very brave little boy the whole day. Once sedated the cardio came out and told us that today could be just exploratory, that even though the Vent. Perfusion Scan showed that the pressures were off between the left and right lung that they wouldn't know until they got in there what was really going on. They came out about 2 hours later and called us in the discussion room - aka the room that makes me feel like I could run screaming - and said that there were no benefits to doing another stent right now - that the pressures were really the same as they were post-stent last April and that the right pulmonary artery was narrowed now as well but that was actually helping push blood flow through the very narrowed left pulmonary artery. Then the blow - Evan will require another open heart surgery to place a conduit. I was totally stunned and have lived in a nice little world of cath. procedures only since he was 9 months old. I said I understood what he was saying but really I'm not sure - I believe that his valve is leaking more and both right and left pulmonary arteries are narrowed which makes the conduit necessary to replace them and the valve. His cardio did say that Evan is in excellent shape right now and they hope to put this off for as long as they can - even mentioning 10 yrs. If they could wait this long it is possible that only 1 surgery would be needed and they could place an adult size conduit and valve in - all in Evan's timing I suppose. They did start him back on Digoxin. He urged me to treat Evan as a normal child. We will continue our appt.'s with the cardio and then once a year do a Vent. Perfusion Scan and a cath. to see how things are going. Evan woke up from the cath. in recovery and the nurses came out and said he woke up and said, "My name is Evan, I'm 3 and I want my Mommy and Daddy" and continued to try to get up and walk out. They said they had to keep the popsicles coming to keep him still. He's not said a word about it since we left the hospital and is already back to his normal self. Me - I'm struggling with the thought of having to go through this again but am wondering if I'm ever going to learn the lesson of "Cast all your cares upon him, lay all of your burdens down at his feet and anytime I don't know what to do, cast all my cares upon him."