S. D.'s surgery went very well on Wednesday. Afterward we went to pick up S. F. and Little G. from the grandparents' house, but of course we didn't leave immediately. After all, S. D. had just had surgery, and there was no way she was going straight home from a place as fun and fascinating as her grandparents' house. So, we stayed until after dinner.
We were discussing going off on a tangent, when suddenly S. F. blurted out, "I like chocolate oranges!" We sort of did a, "Huh? Where did that come from?" So S. F. proceded to explain.
The word tangent makes her think of tangerines, tangerines make her think of oranges, Valentine's Day makes her think of chocolate, therefore she likes chocolate oranges.
I now have a much better understanding of why so many of our conversations go awry. There's always something to smile, grimace, or groan about when talking with our kids. Luckily the majority cause a smile.
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Saturday, February 16, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Tubes, Nasal Endoscopy, and Adenoidnectomy! Oh My!
It's the night before S. D.'s surgery, and I admit it, I have a huge, heaping case of the nervous mommies. I know it's a routine procedure. Thousands of kids have been through it without a problem. I know she needs it. The fluid in her ears is really causing her a lot of ear pain. This is a child that doesn't complain unless it really hurts, and she's complaining. She's good natured about it, but she's complaining nonetheless.
I find myself wishing that I had the blind faith in doctors that my parents' generation had. My dad would have been 88 today; my mom would have turned 84 this year. With them, my mother especially, if the doctor said it, that was it. Total trust was given. For me all of the what if statistics are running through my head. I know that other than the ear infections and acid reflux, she's a very healthy kid. She's also being seen by one of the best pediatric otolaryngologists in the area. The chances of anything going wrong are incredibly remote, but still the what if's are plaguing me.
I find myself wishing that I had the blind faith in doctors that my parents' generation had. My dad would have been 88 today; my mom would have turned 84 this year. With them, my mother especially, if the doctor said it, that was it. Total trust was given. For me all of the what if statistics are running through my head. I know that other than the ear infections and acid reflux, she's a very healthy kid. She's also being seen by one of the best pediatric otolaryngologists in the area. The chances of anything going wrong are incredibly remote, but still the what if's are plaguing me.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Ear Infections and Tubes
Poor S. D. She's supposed to get tubes in her ears and have her adenoids removed on Wednesday, but guess what! She has another ear infection. We're off to the pediatrician's office to confirm my mom diagnosis. I wonder if they'll still want to perform the surgery on Wednesday, or if they'll put it off.
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