so Quinn's doctor decided to yank em along with his adneoids. My poor little boy has had a heck of a time in his first two years of life. Knocked out his front tooth at 10 months, chipped the other front tooth a month later, ear tubes, hospitalized due to an infection from the ear tube procedure, and now this. Oh and this surgery took place the morning after we found out about our life chaning move.
The surgery went great and Quinn did very well the day following. We were released from the hospital and he was in great spirits. Enter yesterday. I had a different son. He refused to swallow, talk, eat, drink and he had a raging fever. The ENT advice nurse hates me now...I called several times. I even inflated his symptoms because part of me wanted him back in their care because I (in my mind) was failing miserably. He sat, lifeless, on me the entire day. Today he has perked up a bit. Ate a little applesauce and that's about it. His doctor called this morning and there went my water works. I felt ridiculous. I felt even more ridiculous when she was trying to reassure me that I was being a good parent and was doing all the right things. I am the one who does the reassuring I am not the one who needs it...uh...I felt horrible. BUT..the good news is that each day that passes is a day he gets closer to being back to his amazing little self.
A BIG high-5 to all of the moms out there who have to be the mom/dad/nurse. It's friggin hard sometimes!
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