...and yet, it's still a shock.
Jonathan's surgery package was just delivered by FedEx. UGH! I wasn't expecting it so soon...but I guess, since his surgery is about 7 weeks away, it makes sense to have it in hand at this point.
It lists all his appointments and his surgery date. His pre-op date is August 7th. That kind sucks, because it's a Tuesday, so all the people we normally see when we visit cardiology are not going to be there.
He has to have blood work done, a duplex scan (I have to look that up...) and a chest x-ray. We have to meet with anesthesiology...child life...physiotherapy...the pre-op nurse...cardio-vascular surgery fellow to sign off on consent...they always put "DEATH" in there and that TOTALLY freaks me out...the surgeon...and possibly research people if there is a study in which Jonathan can participate.
Can you imagine? We have to be there at 7:30 a.m. and may be there as late as 6 p.m. YUCK!
And if you think 7:30 is early...the following week, on his surgery date, we have to be there at 6 a.m. Now THAT'S gross!