This has been a crazy year of sick kids. Nate had his tonsils out in March and after a summer of ear infections, little Logan had to have tubes put in his ears. So on September 15, we took him to the hospital.
We checked in and had to wait in the waiting room. We'd been to Carson's soccer game the night before and so Logan thought that a soccer game with his bouncy ball would be a good idea.
Checking his oxygen and pulse. He was very good and cooperative. He is pretty shy, so I was expecting a lot of tears.
It did help that this car was in the room with us. Logan climbed ALL over this thing. He especially liked being on top. Robbie made the comment that he hoped they wouldn't have to do stitches while he was out. He was being CRAZY!
Off he went down the hall with the nurse anesthetist. There were not really any tears and in 8 minutes his tubes were done. He had a hard time coming out of anesthesia. He cried. A lot. I felt bad. There was really no consoling until we got home. Then it was into the bath tub. That cheered him up and ...
Cheese balls!!! What more does a recovering baby need? He was happy as can be.
We went back a week later for his post op appointment. His tubes looked good and so far, our problems with his ears have been solved. He is talking a lot more. He says everything now. He has been our slowest talker so I can't help but wonder if he couldn't hear as well. Anyway, at the appointment, our doctor who doesn't say much, went to look in his ears and said, "Oh Logan, you are cute..." Coming from this man of few words, this means a lot. He is cute. We are glad that his funny little personality can shine now and that he is not on antibiotics ALL the time. His new favorite things to say are no way, nice (the exact tone and fluctuation that his dad uses), Susie (the neighbor dog), NATE (for both boys), and Mommy (with they emphasis on the Y...reminds me of Carson at this age). He really is just a little parrot. We love little Logan and are glad to have him feeling good!
I am glad we are done with surgeries for the year...knock on wood. It is a little stressful for this mother when they take my little babies down that hall for anesthesia. All I can think of is the small risk that they might not wake up. It freaks me out. Good thing I have a calm husband who helps keep my mind at ease. Now on to the next big medical thing...welcoming our new baby! That doesn't seem so scary!
2 comments:
oh my gosh, cutest little man in his skeleton outfit! Guaranteed he was the favorite patient of the day in that getup. How adorable, and so glad it went well!
OOOH poor thing! I can't believe how fast the procedure is! It's a bigger deal coming out of the anesthesia than getting the tubes. I'm sure he's feeling better now.
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