Tubes

Trey had tubes put into his ears on Tuesday. Mommy and Daddy apparently grossly underestimated the significance of this procedure. Not that it was major surgery by any means, but somehow our minds glossed over the fact that it was SURGERY at all. The accounts we had heard from friends were that tubes were a blessing, the babies recover in half a day, and they are good as new afterward. So Mommy had selfishly planned to take Trey for the "procedure" Tuesday morning and still make it into work Tuesday afternoon. It did not go according to plan.

Don't get me wrong, everything went fine, but we apparently downplayed the whole thing in comparison to other parents. Mommy had to wake up at 5:00 a.m. in order to get Trey to the hospital by 6:00 for the 8:00 procedure. We figured there was no need for Daddy to come along (and for both parents to waste valuable billing time!), so Mommy flew solo. Apparently, the Edwardses are the only family who think this way. Aside from the one woman who brought her nanny to the hospital, every other baby had at least two parents there - some also had full sets of grandparents!

Trey had been running a low-grade fever and had a terrible cough and congestion, so we were worried they were going to have to postpone the procedure. But the doctor said Trey was "no different than any other kid who comes in there," so the procedure went as planned. It actually happened ahead of schedule!

After a check-up by the nurse and a briefing from the doctor and anesthesiologist, Trey was whisked out of Mommy's arms and back to the surgery area. Although she had emotionally prepared for it, it was so hard for Mommy to let her little baby go! But no less than 20 minutes later, the staff called Mommy back to the recovery area to comfort her little one. Trey was a trooper, and although he was famished following the surgery (he sucked down 8 oz. of Pedialyte and wanted more!), overall he had a pretty good temperament.

Mommy and Trey were then sent home, where Trey slept for about an hour before waking up starving. Mommy cuddled with Trey for pretty much the rest of the day. He took a good-sized afternoon nap (and Mommy admittedly slept as well!), but when awake was not in a mood to do much of anything. Needless to say, Mommy didn't make it into work that afternoon, but she had no interest in doing anything other than comforting her sweet baby boy.

Trey took a couple days to recover, but now is pretty much good as new! The darn congestion is still there somewhat, but it's getting better. Hopefully the tubes will help prevent future illnesses like they're supposed to.