“Your son is having open heart surgery”
That’s right. It’s time for the hole in Abdullah’s heart to be closed off and fixed. He’ll be 11 months by the time his surgery rolls around, which is September 1st. He is, alhumdu’lillah, doing really very well considering his condition. It’s almost like he doesn’t have any problem at all, actually.
But the reality is that he does have a problem. Not only does he have a large sized hole in his heart, his aorta is prolaptic and leaking. That’s the real issue, according to the cardiologist. We could’ve withheld surgery on Abdullah if he had just a hole in his heart, but the leaky valve is worth worrying about (finally, I guess…) So they want to go ahead and fix the valve and hole before it truly affects Abdullah’s health.
So some of you may be wondering, how does it feel to know your son is going to have open heart surgery? Well, like the title of this post suggests, it is something that no one wants to hear. I don’t even like saying surgery– I keep telling Abdullah he’s going to have sugary to become sweeter. Saying surgery, or rather OPEN-HEART surgery is scary… I can see the look of fear on people’s faces when I mention to them. They kind of… cringe.
And what’s not to cringe about? Someone, albeit a highly trained paid professional, is going to put a blade to my son’s chest, put his heart on by-pass, cut into it, and then fix him back up again. As amazing as the surgeon is (alhumdu’lillah) that’s still really scary!
And just because the surgeon is likely to be successful, doesn’t mean he will be successful. Allah is the One I am depending on to heal my son. But what if Allah chooses differently for Abdullah? Insha’Allah he’ll make it through the surgery, but those first few days after are even more critical. The nurses say to expect two days in the ICU and a couple of days in a separate recovery room. Will he heal? Will he have any complications? Will he be in pain? Will he be my same smiling little goodu? Will he be right back to his little antics at home, crawling under and over the furniture, keeping me on my toes? It is something I have to prepare myself for… again, these are all things that no one wants to hear.