Surgery Day

Finally Peyton's tonsillectomy/adenoidectomy is OVER!  Last week I was so stressed and nervous about this surgery.  He was ready to get it over with too, but I don't think he really knew what was going to happen.  He was in good spirits when we got there and in REALLY good spirits once they gave him his "silly juice" (Versed and Tylenol) to relax him in presurgery.  It was pretty hilarious to see him in his drunken stupor.  He would just look at us with his half-open eyes and giggle.  He said that he was the doctor and to quit talking to him because he was trying to concentrate.  It was a quick procedure and when he was in recovery they came and got me.  He was just waking up when I walked in and freaking out.  The nurses had to hold him down and eventually had me sit in a rocking chair with him and hold him.  It was so sad to see him like this and it was like he was my little baby again, rocking him to soothe him.  He was so confused and realized he had an IV and all this other stuff attached to him and didn't like it one bit!  They finally gave him some pain meds in his IV and he calmed down a bit.  He wasn't going to get back on the stretcher, so I had them get B to come and carry him back up to Peds short stay.  We got him to drink a little juice as his throat still had some local anesthetic.  We just sat with him and watched cartoons for a while.  After the anesthetic wore off, he refused liquids, popsicles, jello, you name it.  He wouldn't even swallow his spit.  After a few hours of him resting and us trying to coax him to drink, the nurses told us that if he didn't start taking fluids, he couldn't get his IV out and therefore would have to stay the night.  I took him out in the hallway and we walked around for a bit, and he played in the playroom for a while, hoping to perk him up a bit.  Luckily after a while he took one sip and they paged the surgeon to see if that would be enough to be discharged.  He said he could go home, but he HAD to sip some fluids every 10 minutes when he got home, and pee, or else to call and he would have to come back in to the hospital.  B and I weren't convinced that this would happen, but figured we would try.  About an hour after we got home, Peyt perked up and was asking for something to eat!  He ate some yogurt, applesauce, water, and a popsicle!  He crashed for the night and the next day was pretty much back to his normal self.  Today, he woke up a little more sore than yesterday, but after some medicine, he's doing pretty well.  I'm glad he's bouncing back and so glad it's over with!  Here's some pictures I took on my phone...


Pre-op, happy as a clam




Getting anxious to get started.



Post op, resting with Daddy



So tired and sore




Playing in the playroom