Tomorrow my tiny tiny baby is going to get tubes. I know that he's not such a tiny tiny baby anymore. And I know that tubes are perhaps the most routine of childhood surgeries. And I know that this team of doctors does hundreds of these a month and it's really no big deal and I shouldn't worry at all.
But that doesn't stop me from worrying. The anesthesiologist just called to talk to me about tomorrow's procedure. He told me all kinds of important things like how long N will be out and exactly what kinds of things are going to happen. I heard "We're going to take your baby from you and knock him out and poke little holes in his ears with sharp pointy things then stick plastic stuff in the holes and then we'll toss him back to you."
I know this is crazy. I know N probably won't know the difference and in the end this is really the best thing because we're all tired of ear infections.
But that doesn't stop me from worrying.
3 comments:
I am sure that N will be just fine as a baby I had tubes put in and that was in 1990, medical care has gotten a lot better sence then.
Ha, I agree with Lauren. Medicine has come a long way. Plus, Nate will be so happy you did this for him!
I hope the little guy is doing well!
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