The Inevitable

So we were told last February when we went in to get Hannah's tubes in her ears and her Adnoids out that 50% of the kids who had that surgery done end up having to go back in for their tonsils at a later point. He also said that they didn't want to take them at that time due to the fact that it is very difficult to restrict the diet of a child that young. Well apparently the ease of restricting a diet changes in about 8 months (yeah right). When we took Hannah in for her 6 month check up for her last surgery it was decided that she needed to get her tonsils removed. So we set up the surgery for Oct 15th. I'm not exactly sure what I was thinking seeing as though last year the girls both got coughs at the first part of October and that was the end of the healthy season for us. And from past experiences I know that they will not operate on a child that has a cough. Well, you guessed it within the week after we had her doctors appointment and scheduled the surgery she started coughing. Little did I know that a month later when she was scheduled to go in she would still be coughing. But we kept it scheduled praying we would still be able to go through with it. The day prior to surgery they called to give the specifics and Hannah had not been coughing all day. So we went ahead with it. The day of the surgery as we were driving to the hospital she was coughing a little here and there. So I was a nervous wreck. Not only because my baby was going in for surgery (yet again) but because I was afraid they wouldn't do it and we would be sent away and have to wait until spring (since last winter at least one person was sick in our house from October to March). Well my nerves were calmed after talking to the nurse. She told us that everything looked fine and they just didn't like kids to have the start of a cough because then they are trying to get over a cough and recover from surgery. Makes sense! Anyway, she did really well. The doctor came out after the surgery and said that she was so cute, she was putting the gas mask on her Care Bear (very appropriately named Oopsy Bear), and talking to him before they put her under. After the surgery was not as great as the last time. She woke up and they called me back only this time she didn't go right back to sleep after I picked her up. She sat there screaming and wouldn't drink ANYTHING because it was not in her "Blue Sippy" at home. Well after a lot of coaching and explaining to her that she could get the IV out of her foot and go home to get her sippy if she would just finish something to drink, she finally finished a root beer slushy. We got her home and we all took a pretty long nap. The first night she did so well! I couldn't believe it. And the next morning she was talking a lot more than she has in the past. So funny to watch her. Since then, there's definitely been some ups and downs. She's eating a little bit better now and she sleeps a little better, we can actually tuck her in and she's (for the most part) in the same position when she wakes up in the morning. Hopefully she'll sleep and eat great when she's fully healed!

Here's a picture of her before she went in. She obviously has no idea what is in store for her!