I only have a few minutes, but wanted to post real quick. After several ear infections over the past few months, one of which took 4 antibiotics to clear up, and another that ruptured his eardrum Grant's dr. decided it was time for tubes. I, honestly, had no idea how many he'd had because I feel like we're at the dr. all of the time anyway between the two kids. Tuesday was the day, and I was fretting about the separation anxiety that might take place at the surgery center. He's been really really attached to me lately, and has had multiple meltdowns at Mother's Day Out and at church, so I was afraid the hospital like setting may be disastrous. However, the wagon and the Buzz Lightyear that the Nurse Anesthetist gave him proved helpful. He also got to blow lots of bubbles in the holding area. I guess they are used to little kids. He woke up screaming saying he was hurting, which really shouldn't have been the case. Then, he threw up in the car on the way home and drifted off to sleep. We got home a little before 11 am and he slept until close to 2:30 and woke up a new kid. He was totally confused and thought it was a different day because he'd been asleep for so long. Hopefully, these will eliminate all of those trips to the doc.
I totally forgot to take my camera to document the experience, but did take a pic with my phone. Notice Buzz spinning in the picture!
Now I'm off to traffic court for the ticket I got for going 46 mph on New Year's Eve