It's funny, when Kobi was 17 months old and had to have tubes put in his ears, I thought he wouldn't be having surgery again for quite a while. Boy, was I wrong.
I took Kobi for a check-up on his ears a couple weeks ago and his doctor couldn't figure out why he was breathing so hard until she looked in his throat. His tonsils were so swollen that she couldn't see his adenoids so she immediately went to get her surgery book and we scheduled the surgery.
Our biggest fear was how were we going to tell Kobi. We finally told him last Friday and his response was, "eh" and he just kept on playing. What a relief. My husband and I just sat there and laughed.
Kobi loves ice cream so we told him that he gets to eat as much ice cream as he wants. His eyes lit up and he asked me if they (meaning the surgical center) had vanilla ice cream which is his favorite. I told him he would be having the ice cream at home and I would get him a big tub of vanilla.
So, here we are feeling relieved that he is OK with everything and I am the one who is a nervous wreck. Why? I know he is going to be OK. I know he will feel so much better when all is said and done but I keep thinking of the pain he is going to be in. I have this feeling that he is going to be able to handle all of this so much better than me.
So when Wednesday morning comes I am going to try and stay as calm as possible. But I will be the one pacing the floor and probably biting my nails, so I can tell you I will definitely be breathing a sigh of relief when it is all done.