A few weeks ago Max started screaming hysterically in the middle of the night. I knew right away he had an ear infection, and a trip to wee care confirmed it. The doctor said he could see the tube from May 2009 sitting in the canal, but it had fallen out of place and with Max's ear infection history he recommended taking him to an
ENT to have new tubes placed in his ears. Then he checked his tonsils and said they were huge and red.
I made an appointment with a doctor a lady I work with took her kids too, and when I got there I was surprised - he was so old, and his exam room looked like something from the 60's or 70's. He started by saying he didn't take tonsils on a 2 year old because they were too hard to convince to drink and then he checked and said he'd get us in the next day. Max's tonsils were so big he wasn't sure how he was breathing.
It all happened so fast, and I was nervous- I wasn't nervous when he had his first surgery, but the doctor freaked me out. My sister said she was home within 2-3 hours with each of her kids so
that's what we were hoping for- but Max didn't come out of surgery so good. He screamed and flailed around for 2 1/2 hours and we ended up being there for almost 9 hours. The doctor also told us that the left ear's hole from previous tube hadn't resealed itself and was too big to put
in a new tube, but the hole was acting like a vent so he felt Max wouldn't have too much trouble and when he's older he'll need surgery to close off the hole.
The night we brought him home we had a meeting scheduled with the bishop, when I opened the door I was obviously exhausted- the bishop asked if I forgot he was coming and I said no, but be fast. Max didn't move from Mike's lap until after the prayer and then he perked up a little bit- He did pretty good overall all, mostly just wanting to be held. He didn't want
Popsicles or
ice cream but loved chicken noodle soup and mashed
potato's.
I'm so glad to have it over with, and even more happy he's back to his cute, happy,
mischievous self!

