We celebrated our anniversary yesterday by taking Emily to her 2 month check-up. Fun times!
Side note: Why does a doctor who strongly encourages breastfeeding not have a room where waiting mothers can nurse their babies? I had to sit on the toilet and feed Emily. Once again, fun times!
It seems that Emily is going to be a skinny mini. At her 2 week check-up, she was 21 1/4″ long, and weighed 8 lbs. 6 oz. She was in the 90th percentile for height and the 75th percentile for weight. Fast forward to yesterday. She is now 22 3/4 inches long, in the 75th percentile, and weighs just under 10 pounds (9 lbs. 15 1/2 oz. if you wanna get specific), and in the 25th percentile. She is so tiny! I must be starving her! Poor thing.
Then came the shots. And if you know me, then you know how I feel about needles. I couldn’t watch. But we lucked out and got the best nurse EVER, and she was seriously finished in less than 5 seconds. She was so fast that Denny (who did watch) didn’t even know she put band-aids on her legs until we gave her a bath last night.
I was upset by her stats and her shots, but nothing could have prepared me for the news we got next.
Emily was born with a little knot on her neck, and at our first appointment the doctor told us that it was a branchial cleft cyst , but not to worry because it isn’t harmful to her. It was formed early in her development and should have gone away on its own long before she was born. The worst that can happen is that it will get infected, but then again it might not. It has to be treated later. But, at that first appointment, she didn’t say how it would have to be treated. Nor did I go home and do any research, because she said not to worry. But my curiousity got the best of me and yesterday I asked about treatment.
And do you know what she said? Surgery! SURGERY! My poor little love is going to have HER NECK CUT OPEN! I couldn’t hold back the tears. I felt like I’d been hit by a bus. I would actually let a bus hit me if it meant that Emily didn’t need this operation. She has to be put to sleep. She has to be hospitalized. I’ve never even been in the hospital! Heck, she wasn’t even born in the hospital!
Stupidly, I looked up branchial cleft cysts today. I found out that it is extremely close to the jugular vein and carotid artery – and it doesn’t take being a doctor to know that both of those are MAJOR! Because of this, the doctor might not be able to remove the whole thing, and it could come back! I am officially Scared To Death.
But, the pediatrician did say that there is a chance that she is wrong and it might not be a branchial cleft cyst, and we were referred to a specialist.
Please pray that she is wrong.