Tonsillectomy Day
My poor, sweet baby David had his tonsils out today.
Back in nursing school, I observed a tonsillectomy. It was as close as I ever came to tossing my cookies. It was godawful, disgusting and barbaric. And I sent my little lamb into a cold O.R. to have one today. It wasn't easy. He was only gone for an hour, but I spent the entire time consciously zoning out so as to avoid thinking about what was happening.
Afterwards, he was positively green in the gills. But he did great. Amazing what a little IV fentanyl can do for ya. Surgery was at 7:30 AM and we were home by a little after noon. We've had a full day of eating popcicles and sherbet, playing video games and watching TV. Just when he was getting sad and tearful because he couldn't have spaghetti with the family tonight, his grandparents showed up with a pretty little plant in a soccer-ball vase. It says "Most Valuable Player" and has a little soccer shoe as well. That put a big smile on his face.
Tonight I received an email from a friend. Her nephew has brain cancer and we thought it was in remission. Turns out it wasn't. They're down to palliative measures and praying for another miracle. And all I had to endure was my baby's tonsillectomy today. How lucky, lucky, lucky I am.
Back in nursing school, I observed a tonsillectomy. It was as close as I ever came to tossing my cookies. It was godawful, disgusting and barbaric. And I sent my little lamb into a cold O.R. to have one today. It wasn't easy. He was only gone for an hour, but I spent the entire time consciously zoning out so as to avoid thinking about what was happening.
Afterwards, he was positively green in the gills. But he did great. Amazing what a little IV fentanyl can do for ya. Surgery was at 7:30 AM and we were home by a little after noon. We've had a full day of eating popcicles and sherbet, playing video games and watching TV. Just when he was getting sad and tearful because he couldn't have spaghetti with the family tonight, his grandparents showed up with a pretty little plant in a soccer-ball vase. It says "Most Valuable Player" and has a little soccer shoe as well. That put a big smile on his face.
Tonight I received an email from a friend. Her nephew has brain cancer and we thought it was in remission. Turns out it wasn't. They're down to palliative measures and praying for another miracle. And all I had to endure was my baby's tonsillectomy today. How lucky, lucky, lucky I am.
posted by Juanita at
7:03 PM
4 Comments:
I'm glad he made it through like the trooper we know he is!
I'm sorry to hear about Ben. That's terrible.
Yes, we are very lucky.
Sorry to hear about your friend. I hope your little mans feeling better.
Awe, it's finally over...poor little guy. Yes you are very lucky, I can't imagine dealing with what your friend is dealing with...shudder...
Hope your little one is mending fast. I'll be praying for your friend and family.
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