After 3 bouts of strep throat since November 1, the decision was made by our wise pediatrician to send Ella to an Ear, Nose and Throat doctor to explore the possibility of the removal of her tonsils. In a move that simultaneously gave me exactly what I was hoping for and also a near heart attack, an appointment for a tonsillectomy was made for the very next day.
After an evening of roast beef and mashed potatoes as her last supper (for awhile) and a trip to Hy-Vee to stock up on all of the best, most tantalizing ice cold goodies necessary for proper healing, Ella was prepared for her big day.
Admitting that she was very nervous in one breath and then smiling widely in her hospital garb the next moment was classic Ella...
It wasn't long before the excitement wore off and the butterflies settled in. The nurse entered and readied us for surgery. It was at this moment that Ella really felt the stress and uncertainty and in an effort to take her mind off things, I handed over my trusty Canon and allowed her to photograph me which made her (and probably you too) laugh...
Walking her back and holding her hand while she was being put to sleep was surreal and walking away to await news was one of the most difficult things I've ever had to do. Knowing that having tonsils removed is one of the most common childhood surgeries and the likelihood of anything major going wrong was very slim did little to calm my highly sensitized nerves. As I sat on the edge of my seat in the waiting room, I considered those parents who have children with cancer or various other severe medical issues and marveled at the strength they must possess. Thankfully my wait was only 20 minutes and I was being ushered back to speak to the doctor who assured me the surgery was a textbook case and I would be reunited with my brave little girl shortly.
Ella was sleepy and in pain but curious as to what was going on around her and had many questions about the room she was in, the procedure itself and mostly when she would get to go home. Her beautiful spirit was evident in her politeness to the nurse even though she was struggling with not feeling well and her bright smile through the pain reminded me of what a remarkable little person Ella is...
After getting her pain and tummy ache under control, we were sprung and the past several days have been spent recuperating. Ella, in typical fashion, has rebounded astonishingly well. There have been ups and downs as expected. She tires very easily but has been managing her pain well with minimal complaining and whining. The doctor suggested allowing her this entire week off of school but I suspect, she will be able to return to her old stomping grounds, at least for half days, before Friday.
As packages, ice cream treats, flowers, balloons, cards and well wishes rolled in, I was half expecting Grace and Lily to request surgery also. The thoughtfulness of everyone has been exceptional and so very appreciated....
Ella's throat may be a little more empty after her surgery, but her heart is a lot more full.
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