Max’s heart surgery was this morning. It started late, and went longer than I expected it to. We had been told it was a 20-30 minute procedure, so I was worried when it took longer, but it turns out a normal length for this operation is 45minutes (actually in surgery), so it actually was a good timing. 
The surgeon said the duct was very large, so the decision to ligate was the right one – drugs simply wouldn’t have closed it. However, the aorta seemed very small. Later, this seemed to be causing some issues with his blood pressure – the upper limbs were OK, but the lower limbs weren’t giving good readings. Also, his kidneys didn’t seem to kick back in much. This also could have been due to the blood pressure issues. Dr Simon (doing evening rounds) prescribed dopamine (sp?) to try and increase the blood pressure. He gave me another “he might not make it” talk. I simply can’t wait until that kind of talk stops. It’s like living on a knife edge.
I slept the night in the hospital. I’d intended to visit Max during the night, but slept like a log from 11pm – 5am.
The surgeon said the duct was very large, so the decision to ligate was the right one – drugs simply wouldn’t have closed it. However, the aorta seemed very small. Later, this seemed to be causing some issues with his blood pressure – the upper limbs were OK, but the lower limbs weren’t giving good readings. Also, his kidneys didn’t seem to kick back in much. This also could have been due to the blood pressure issues. Dr Simon (doing evening rounds) prescribed dopamine (sp?) to try and increase the blood pressure. He gave me another “he might not make it” talk. I simply can’t wait until that kind of talk stops. It’s like living on a knife edge.
I slept the night in the hospital. I’d intended to visit Max during the night, but slept like a log from 11pm – 5am.
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