Admittedly, I've been a pretty terrible blogger lately. There is so much going on right now, but I will have to save that for another post.
Remember the birthmark dilemma I mentioned a while back? To laser or not to laser? Well, we had our consultation appointment yesterday afternoon. After meeting with the financial counselor (amazingly, the treatment is covered by our insurance), and talking with the father of a 5-month-old little girl who was back for her second laser treatment, I started to feel more comfortable with the idea of having Camden's birthmark removed. So when we were told that he could have his first treatment yesterday, we decided to go ahead and do it.
First, the doctor "zapped" Matt and me so we could see what it felt like. At first, I was amazed. There was no pain at all. Then, a few seconds after the zap, the stinging started. It wasn't bad stinging by any means, but the pain tolerance of a 29-year-old woman and the pain tolerance of a 4-month-old baby are obviously not the same. And while Matt and I only were zapped one time, Camden's birthmark needed 14 zaps.
As they got Camden situated on Matt's lap to start the treatment, the tears started welling in my eyes and I knew I couldn't stay in the room. I was taken down the hall into a little storage area and literally held my hands over my ears and just cried. The whole procedure only took 30 seconds. Camden cried, of course, but I might've cried more than he did. Then I nursed him and he was out for the count.
The aftermath has been a little hard for me. I knew to expect ugly bruising, and I knew that the bruising wasn't painful. But it looks like it hurts and that makes me sad. Thankfully, the doctor doesn't think Camden's birthmark will need more than a couple more treatments (some birthmarks require up to 30 sessions!). And I do think this was the right decision, as much as it hurts me to see him hurt- even if it is only for 30 seconds!
As I told my mom when we were leaving the appointment yesterday (she was kind enough to drive me since Matt had to go back to work), being a parent is hard work. It's full of tough decisions. And yes, I do know this is only the beginning.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
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I hear you on this one...sometimes I start thinking of Little Bug getting hurt bad one day or something happening to her that I can't stop and I just have to tell myself to STOP thinking about it because it absolutely KILLS me to even think about her hurting (physically or emotionally). Like to the point I am almost about to cry and nothing is wrong with her! It's just even the thought that makes me freak out. Parenting is full of tough decisions - something I really wasn't prepared for!!! Hope little Camden is better soon (you too!!)
Aww, I'm so sorry. That must have been terrible! I think you definitely made the right decision even though it was a hard one.
I can only imagine how hard that was. I almost started crying reading the post imagining you in the storage area. I think the storage area would be the route I would have to take also. Hang in there through the next couple of treatments!
Kerri it sounds like it was not an easy decision for you to have the birthmark removed. I am glad to hear hubby was able to be with Camden this time with the doctor. Hugs for you!
I can imagine how hard that must have been. Just remember it hurt you more than it hurt him, and he won't even remember getting it removed, as he grows up.
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