Goodbye, Tonsils & Adenoids
Back in July of 2011 when we took Jack to the ER for the first time for his breathing, we learned that his tonsils are quite large and block his airway, but we were told to keep an eye on it over the next few years because he’d likely need a tonsillectomy some time in the future.
Well, the future is tomorrow.
Last month, Jack had a cold for about 3 weeks and had the hardest time breathing. His doctor couldn’t figure out why he wasn’t getting over it, but after peeking at his tonsils, she sent us to an ENT.
The ENT barely entered the room and already knew Jack had some problems upon hearing his Darth Vader breathing. After examining him and asking some questions about his sleep patterns, he was diagnosed with sleep apnea.
The reason for his snoring, chewing with his mouth open, keeping his mouth open all the time, and slow recovery from viruses all stem from his enlarged tonsils and adenoids, so it’s time for them to go. The doctor suggested we not wait until Summer and this was the earliest we could do to get past his birthday, etc.
We’ve been talking to Jack cautiously about what to expect. There have been some tears this week as the fear has settled in, and not just from him! I know it’s such a common surgery and and most people have them removed at his age, but the thought of him going back tomorrow by himself and being put to sleep to have doctors cut on him makes me want to throw up.
After the hospital called today to confirm his appointment time and go over the procedure with me, I lost it. I know it’ll be just a memory this time next week, but we still have to get there.
Jack has to miss a full week of school and stay away from all physical activity for two weeks. (An elevated heart rate can lead to more bleeding.) I’m sure the first week will be fine, but sitting out from PE and recess everyday for a week after he goes back seems like the worst punishment for this 6 year old.
I’ve been slowly collecting little things to give Jack throughout the first week to help keep him occupied. He’ll get the pajamas tonight to wear to and from the hospital tomorrow.
Our freezer is jam packed with every kind of Popsicle and cold treat you can think of; at least ten movies have been checked out from the library; we’ve borrowed a Wii from my in-laws. Jack has requested orange chicken for his last big meal. So, we’re basically all prepped.
Just time to get this over with and move on. And as with most posts, I’m not sure how to end this one, sooo….