I woke up this morning a big ball of nervous energy. This evening, Brad and I will pack up little Austin and head to Children's Hospital for his first surgery tomorrow morning. It is time for the Big! Hairy! Mole! to come off and while I'm thrilled that it's only a mole (or congenital mylanocytic nevus if you want to be fancy) that is sending us to Children's, I am still an ooey gooey mama who is scared for her little one. I know, I know everything will be okay but the thought of needles and scalpels and anesthesia coming at my babe causes the tears to well up and my breath to quicken.
Lucikly, Austin will be in the hands of the head of plastic surgery at Children's tomorrow which I am finding great comfort in. He is a wonderful man who spent a lot of time with me going over what to expect, wound care and the size and shape of the scar. He promised to do his best in the scar department and I said really? Compared to Big! Hairy! Mole! a scar, however long, will be delightful.
While this procedure, at this point, is technically considered cosmetic, his nevus does have to come off as the liklihood of it becoming cancerous at some point in his life is extremely high. And the nature of the nevus is such that it will continue to grow as Austin grows and has already spread it's borders more than they would like. His is also a bit atypical because it contains a large fleshy mound in the middle and while the doctor doesn't think it's cancerous yet, we won't know for sure until we hear back from pathology. The good doctor's plan for tomorrow is to get the majority of the lesion off while leaving a small border that will have to be removed with a second surgery.
I am so thankful for good doctors. For hospitals who cater to children and make the process as easy as possible on anxious parents. For a large hairy mole that was graciously placed on my babe's right hip and not his beautiful face. For blessings and prayers and the warm thoughts of those who love us. For a surgery that will take place before my darling boy will ever remember.
I love you little man.