Thursday, July 10, 2008

A Day at the Hospital

I'm sorry. I'm sick. Not my usual something's wrong with my nose and throat and ears and head kind of sick. No. It's more my cast iron stomach which never gives me a day's grief in my life kind of sick. So I'll be crawling back into my favorite chair in a moment and going back to sleep.

First, though, I had to chronicle the removal of Little Guy's tonsils and adenoids. For those of you who don't have cast iron stomachs. And I have to begin the day before his surgery.


His stupid mother (that would be me - keep up) decided that having Little Guy's best friend over to spend the night before surgery would be a good thing, since LG would be out of commission for a couple of weeks. I do not recommend this. Ever. While grocery shopping for ice cream and Popsicles and whipped yogurt (not something I ever buy, but Little Guy thought it might help his throat), I called the doctor's office to find out when surgery would be. Yes, I was instructed to call the doctor at three in the afternoon the day before surgery to find out at what time my son would be sedated and cut.


So we're on our way to the friend's home when I find out LG's surgery is at 7:30 AM. And they want us there at 6:30. Guess when I'd be dropping off the friend? Yeah - six. And he was okay with that. So was his mom. So was Little Guy.

Guess who didn't sleep the night before surgery? Besides me, I mean. You know, it's like taking a flight somewhere and not wanting to sleep through the alarm so you don't sleep at all. I got up at 5:20 and both boys were wide awake and
dressed.

So we arrive at the hospital and check in. We're shown to a room with a rolling bed and the nurse gives Little Guy a shot of Demerol in his hip. He handles it beautifully, rolling on his side and just taking it. Turns out he is too big for the drug cocktail they give children to drink as prep for knocking them out. While we waited for his shot, LG was happy to watch the little TV that swung down to face level just for him. And play his GameBoy.


The doctor comes out at some point to say hi. Did I mention that he is GORGEOUS? What is it with doctors in Tulsa? Our optometrist is HAWT as well. And this ENT - mm, mm, mm. Anyway - he tells us what to expect, how long it should take (about half an hour), etc. Then they wheel Little Guy away.

Honest to Pete, he was gone half an hour. The doc comes out to tell me his tonsils and adenoids were really big, but came out beautifully. I wander into his room to find him very groggy. It's the cutest thing ever, sedated children. His blue eyes were all bleary. And he's asking if the doctor saved the tonsils for him
. Nope.

We were at the hospital for another two hours, mostly because Little Guy was sleeping. Wonder why? He slept well, talked to dad, slept some more, then we left. On the way home we stopped at Wendy's for a Frosty shake (he said it was very good), at Burger King for some cheesy tots, and Krispy Kreme for a mocha shake and warm donuts. Then the pharmacy for medicated lollies, hydrocodone and stuff for possible nausea. I think I might take some of that in a few minutes.



Yesterday was a really good day for Little Guy. See? This is him yesterday. He stayed hydrated. Experienced pain, but nothing unbearable. Today he's playing his GameBoy and drooling. Yes, drooling. Ew. No clue why. So I need to hydrate him some more. If you'll excuse me ...

Until I write again ...

Flea

21 comments:

mumple said...

When I had my tonsils out (I was 13 and in the 8th grade) I drooled, especially at night all over my pillow) for a long while afterwards.

I still have a tendancy to drool, luckily when at home asleep (or when watching Matchbox 20 videos). At least it's not one of those embarrasing "in public" things.

Indy said...

Sorry you don't feel well. At least your Little Guy is recoving well!

Debbie said...

Aww, you poor two sweeties! I'm amazed he was out in one day...geez! I mean what if he bled or something. Thank God he is on the mend and hopefully you will be feeling better soon. Ya think it's a nervie tummy?

Sounds like one brave boy! Bravo!

Melissa said...

Feel better soon! Looks like you have your own Dr. Hottie, huh?

noble pig said...

I hope you both feel better and so glad it's over...I can't believe I made it through the 70's with my tonsils!

Katie said...

Perhaps it's sympathy sickness?

Such a good call to have them taken out at a young age. I honestly thought I was dying (had them out at 19). just fyi, if the surgeon didn't tell you, he'll get a lot better in a few days, but then worse again. There's a reason for this that I won't describe because you don't need to be grossed out anymore. But don't be surprised if it's a 2 steps forward, 2 backward kind of thing.

And your doctor's a hero for the anti-nausea drugs. Take them.

Katie said...

Wait, that should be 2 steps forward, 1 backwards. It's definitely forward progress.

It's a good thing I'm not a math teacher. Oh wait...

imbeingheldhostage said...

Whoo Hoo Little Guy! And Flea, what were you thinking, a sleep over?
I hope you feel better soon... actually, if being ill means meeting up with Dr. McDreamy...

Tammy said...

I had my tonsils out at 16 and yeah I drooled a lot. I even sounded really funny when I talked too. Ice cream did help alot so give him lots of it and no he didn't pay me to tell you that. LOL

Suzanne Eller said...

Glad your son was okay! I hope you feel better soon. Take a nap or something. : )

Julie said...

glad all went well. But sad your feeling ucky!!

I love reading your bo=log I can picture and hear you telling the story!

So cool.....

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Now I am having flashbacks to elementary school, how about you??

Lori said...

Glad he is OK and on the road to recovery. Sorry you are not. Too bad you couldn't come down with tonsilitis yourself and go visit Dr. Yum.
Hope you are well soon!

Tanya Brown said...

I'm glad your son's surgery went fairly smoothly. I'm dying to know what he wanted to do with his tonsils. Taking them to school for show and tell? Planting them in the back yard to start a tonsil garden? The possibilities boggle the mind. I'm sure he had something really excellent in mind, though.

Poltzie said...

A HAWT doctor, it's just like in the movies!
ps. Glad everything went well and I hope you are feeling better soon!

Karen Deborah said...

He just doesn't want to swallow.

Snooty Primadona said...

I never had my tonsils out even though I had chronic tonsilitis. My mother was good to us that way, lol. WoW! my tonsils are swelling just reading & talking about it...

Everything is made better by hottie doctors, yes?

Mental P Mama said...

Bless his little pea pickin' heart.

zobabe said...

Yay on the successful surgery and hopes for a speedy recovery! And for your tummy, I am sorry. Hope that clears up soon, too.

Harmony said...

YAY! It's always good to hear about a successful surgery. I am glad that LG is recovering well from it all, and can't wait to hear how it has changed his life.
As I told you before my neice had the same surgery and it made the world of difference. Sorry to hear about your tummy being upset...I can't stand that.

Colleen said...

since I'm just finally catching up, I'm guessing both you and LG are doing much better. And what a silly look he's got on his face. :)

Glad it all went smoothly!

p.s. my GP is good-lookin' too! I start yammerin' when he comes in the exam room cuz I get a tad bit school-girly nervous.