No more Tosils for Connor

Grandma J was a huge help while Connor was sick.

It seems like it has been forever now, but since I do this blog thing mostly for journaling purposes, I thought I'd write a few things about my little guy's surgery. We decided to get his tonsils out in March after visiting and ENT. He has snored since he was tiny, but it seemed like in the last 6 months or so his snoring got much worse. It was like he was struggling for every breath when he slept. He also had strep/tonsillitis a few times in the last year. Although, I was really nervous about putting him under and the whole recovery thing, he did fabulous! We were lucky enough to have my mother-in-law come stay with us so Ryan could come with me to the surgery center. Connor was quite scared and refused to talk to any of the nurses or doctors until they gave him "spidey" juice. It was some medicine that relaxed him before they took him back. I really wish I had it on tape, because it was SOOOOO funny. He went from quiet, nervous to slap happy and goofy in about matter of minutes. He said some silly things, was kicking his feet up on the chair, laughing uncontrollably, etc. When the nurse wheeled him back he just smiled and said "BYE, BYE!" I was a wreck in the waiting room, but was happy to be called back to see him in recovery after only 30 minutes. The doctor said it was a very good thing that we removed them and that they were even bigger than she expected. He came out of anesthesia very well. The nurse was really sweet and just let him wake up slowly. He ate a Popsicle right away and we got to go home. When we arrived back at home he was STARVING. I guess he was sill drugged because he was asking for chips and crackers. He ate 8 or 9 Popsicles with in the first hour of being home along with mac and cheese, ramen noodles, and ice cream. My sister was amazed because her little girl had her tonsils out a couple of years ago and wouldn't talk or even swallow her own spit for almost 2 weeks! Another cute thing was that he would give himself his pain meds. He learned how to use the little syrenge and exactly how much he needed and would remind me when it was time and take it himself. He was pretty much all the way better after about a week. What a trooper! Since his surgery he has gained at least 6 or 7 pounds which he desperately needed. I think that because of the size of his tonsils, it was hard to swallow, and so he usually didn't eat much. Also, his quality of sleep is much better. No more snoring or sleeping in really late! I'm so grateful he did well and is a healthier boy now.