Madelyn had her tonsils taken out this morning. They were HUGE! Sue and I were nervous because last October Madelyn had tubes put in her ears and her adenoids removed. She had a difficult time as she woke up from the anesthetic becoming extremely disoriented and hysterical. It was heart breaking. We were anxious to say the least.
The morning started early as I woke up at 4:45, fifteen minutes before the alarm was set. As I got ready I was praying that God would allow Madelyn to do well this time. Sue and I got her up and collected all the things we anticipated needing. With the amount of stuff we took, one might have mistaken it for a three day getaway. Instead, it was a six hour whirlwind trip to the hospital. As we arrived to register, Madelyn made full use of the play area. She took over and was LOUD!!! There was another child there who stared at Madelyn cautiously and chose to stay in the comfort of his moms arms. Our name was called and we went back to the holding room. The tech then entered and needed some blood from Madelyn. She did fine, but I about lost it. Let's just say I hate needles.
The best part was when they gave Madelyn what I call, "the goofy juice." The medicine to take them through the wardrobe into another land. Madelyn burst through that door into the land of loopy very quickly. I tried to help her walk to the sink and it felt as though she was more drunk than the bozo in the cheap seats at (insert your team stadium cheap seat section). We then took Madelyn to the pre-op room where she completely lost control of her head. She laughed a lot and told us that Boots the monkey, Dora's sidekick, was tickling her. Next thing we know, we were answering the same set of questions for the fifth time. Next time I am gonna print out all of the important information and hand it out. She last ate at 7:45 last night. No she hasn't had anything to drink this morning, and yes, she is allergic to penicillin. They took Madelyn off and Sue and I went back to our room, looked at each other, embraced and prayed for our little angel.
I know it's just a tonsillectomy, but there is always that little feeling in your gut when it's your kid.
Now the moment we had been needing. STARBUCKS!!!! I ran down to the elevator and eagerly anticipated the white mocha with hazelnut. I was quickly captured by the Chic-fil-a express. I made it back to the room, set up my OCD perfect environment for devouring my food, and the phone rang. For a second, as I answered the phone and the voice on the other end declared, "this is Dr. Barnes," I was scared. Did something go wrong? Is she ok? Did they mistake her for the right leg amputation procedure? "Yes," I replied. "I am done, Madelyn did great. She will be heading to recovery soon," Dr. Barnes announced. What a relief. Dr. Barnes later told us that the tonsils were each bigger than a quarter, were touching in the back of her throat, and that it made him wonder how she could eat, sleep, or even breathe. (See picture on my twitter link)
Madelyn recovered well and regained her rare form screaming for and demanding a popsicle, then another one. And then another. She made it home and quickly found herself in time-out twice in thirty minutes. That's my girl.
I was reminded again today of The Father's love and concern for His kids. He loves me, O how He loves me.
Thank you for all who prayed today. All the prayers and comments mean a lot to Sue and me.
