As a mother, the last thing we want to see is our children suffer. E.K. has suffered from repetitive ear infections in both ears ever since his 3rd month of life. After his 8th ear infection in the course of a year and a half, we decided it was time to go forward with having him have surgery to place ear tubes into his ears. Le sigh.
Thursday was his surgery day. We arrived the the Ear, Nose, and Throat (ENT) surgery center at 6:45am. E.K. had a 7:00am appointment. He arrived in happy spirits because he had no idea what was about to happen. My husband was allowed to accompany E.K. to the Operating Room so that he could be with him as they put him sleep via a mask (they don’t do IV’s in children under 8 yrs old at this center unless absolutely necessary). They then escorted my husband to wait with me in the waiting room until it was time go greet E.K. in the recovery room.
About 20 min later, we were escorted to the recovery room where E.K. was being held and rocked by a awesome nurse. He was still trying to wake up. We were warned when we arrived that the toddlers tend to wake up quite angry from the anesthesia because of their head “feeling so cloudy”. Initially, E.K. seemed to be waking up fairly calm and I attempted to give him some milk (since he hadn’t ate since the previous evening). He took about 4 good sips before the anger started to kick in.
E.K. has that pterodactyl scream down to a science… and let me tell you this child of mine that I love dearly can tear some ear drums apart with that scream. To make a long story semi short, E.K. screamed that awesomely loud and high pitch scream the entire ride home from the surgery center and the next couple of hours after we got home. Nothing we did seemed to soothe him. The nurse gave him a tylenol suppository during surgery, so we were only permitted to administer Motrin to him if it seemed he really needed it. By hour 3 of this screaming session, I gave my baby some Motrin. About 20 min later, he was sleeping on my chest and we both took a much needed 2.5 hr nap! When we woke up from our nap, he was back to being my happy rambunctious toddler again.
I pray that E.K. will never require surgery again.
On Saturday, I decided to pack my little guy up and we took a road trip to southern VA to visit my sister and nieces. We took the kids to the local zoo and had a great time. The weather was perfect at a whopping 84 degrees! I even got to hand feed a giraffe!!! That was super gross and super exciting all at the same time. I’m pretty sure I sanitized my hands at least 6 times afterwards, lol.
We opted to not allow our toddler to feed the animals. I’m not sure we were ready for that just yet, and they are super quick to put their hands directly in their own mouths. So I was the only one in our group who chose to take part in that activity.
Have you participated in some sort of petting zoo with your kids? When is a good age to allow your kids to participate in a petting zoo?
Until next time beautiful people…