What they told me about my daughter's recovery after a tonsillectomy:
"It is a bit rough. She'll have a very sore throat for about 7-10 days."
What they should've told me about my daughter's recovery after a tonsillectomy:
"She will become like Joan Crawford's character in Mommy Dearest. There is nothing she will be able to eat more than once. Chicken noodle soup? One time only. Mashed potatoes? One time only. Ice cream? One time only. After that, she'll hate the taste of everything. She will have to survive on smoothies, milk, water and Sprite. You will be sleep deprived because she'll hate the taste of Tylenol 3 and she won't appreciate the razor-like feeling in her throat when she's forced to ingest it, and as a result, she'll do very little sleeping during the nighttime hours. It will be like having a newborn again."
In fact, I feel like I've been thrust back in time 5 1/2 years. When L and O were babies, she was most unpleasant. She had colic. She had reflux. She only liked my husband. Meanwhile, L was very agreeable and happy. It's a lot like that now. She cries a lot, not much makes her happy for a long period of time and although sometimes she wants me, she'd rather have her dad.
The poor girl needs a new throat.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
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Hmmm... I'm thinking that is it's Dad she wants, then it's Dad she gets. Especially at 2:00 am!!! You've birthed 4 children, it's Daddy's turn. :)
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