Yesterday morning at 745 a.m……we showed up at the hospital with Mason….
for his scheduled tonsil and adenoid removal surgery. I don’t know why i don’t think of these things before hand..
but i really wish i would have brought my video camera.
We got all checked in…and waited while the anesthesiologist came in and chatted with us…
then the surgeon….then the nurse.
The nurse brought in with her a liquid cocktail in a small cup for Mason to drink…
and told him to drink it quick because it didn’t taste good…but it was sure going to make him feel good.
Feel good in about 15 minutes or so.
Feel good as in….get real loopy and laugh at everything we said.
Feel good as in…
I think i needed some of that cocktail also.
Bryan thought he needed some too.
So when the nurse came back in to check on Mason….i politely asked if she had any extra she could hand out
to us…because we knew it was going to be a long day.
She didn’t laugh…and as a matter of fact…she raised her eyebrows at us…and frowned…
and i have a feeling she went and told the surgeon on us.
I have a feeling her funny bone was removed when she graduated nursing school.
the surgery went great…..
Mason came out of anesthesia just fine….and we came home and spent the afternoon on the sofa…
he’s been a real trooper. We are learning our own version of sign language….and last night i
remember what it felt like to have a newborn in the house again….by getting up every four hours.
Luckily there was no diaper to change.
It’s been rough….i’m not gonna lie….but as long as Mason takes his Tylenol with codeine every four
hours then it’s not so bad.
I pour his dose in his spoon and say…
one spoonful for you….
and one spoonful for me.
We’ve gone thru 1973944792837 gallons of ice cream….and some very nice friends have brought
over homemade soup……smoothies….and little gifts.
I even let Fin and Lola have ice cream for dinner last night.
I might have had a scoop or three for myself as well….and my favorite is …
chocolate peanut butter cup topped with a scoop of caramel crunch topped with a scoop of cookie dough.
Funny thing is….i stepped on the scale this morning and i believe there is a spring loose…
so i am going to have to take it in and get it fixed. My dryer is broken also…….
i know it’s because it’s from the 80’s and only has one setting….which dried my jeans
super dry and even shrunk them a few sizes. I might let Lola have them now.
On a positive note…Mason will never have strep throat ever again…
or miss another day of school…or snore.
Not that snoring is a big deal….but i have a feeling that Fin will appreciate a snore free night.
p.s. I made a potato and mushroom gratin in which i boiled potatoes in heavy whipping cream.
p.p.s. I will give you the recipe soon.
p.p.s.s. That is…if i don’t die first from the cream running thru my veins.
p.s.s. I think i am turning into a true mid-westerner now that i used potatoes and cream in one dish.
p.s.p. Except i know for a fact that the French love Cream….so therefor i love cream.
p.p.p.p. I’m going to stop now….it’s time to give Mason some tylenol with codeine.