End of the "tubes" Era

Keagan was born with ear infections. I was out of work at least once a month because of his ears the entire first year of his life. At last on May 29, 2007 we had tubes put into his ears. We were warned of the statistics of the tubes falling out too soon and having to have them redone and we were also warned of the statistics of the kids who still get ear infections but we were never told about the kids who beat most odds and their tubes never fall out! Well I must say, the tubes have been a miracle. In two years he has had two ear infections. (yes, he was one of the kids that fell out of the high rate of children who never get an ear infection again) And now two years later our Dr. and the ENT Dr. said it was time to take them out.... I've got mixed emotions on the whole thing. Of course I don't want to damage his eardrums but I just pray that once removed the ear infections won't start back up again.


Anyways, today was D-day. My first biggest fear was how to get him out of the house without any milk. That turned out to be easier than I thought. We hid the milk and then made him go look for himself when we told him the milk was all gone. I also had him pumped up to go to the Dr. He couldn't wait! He kept telling me that he had boo boos in his ears that the Dr. had to fix them with a bandaid. ;)


So we get there, fill out the paperwork and go back to pre-op. This seemed to take forever! I did however manage to take two little pictures of my sweet boy in his surgery gown waiting for his turn.

He wasn't the happiest little boy but he did enjoy watching veggie tales and dora the explorer. He was also a little charmer and shook the Dr's hand when he came up.

When it was time to go back to the Operating room, Keagan took it like a big boy. He went in the arms of the Dr. while I went the opposite way to the waiting room.

It was really quick. By the time I sat down, pulled my book out and really got into it, I was being called back. My first view kind of took me off guard. I expected him to already be waking up and not to have oxygen and machines hooked up to him. I did feel blessed though to be able to sit there with him and to let him know mommy was there when he did finally wake up.

The waking up process wasn't fun and neither was the car ride home. He got sick all over himself on the way home but I was prepared! Something told me to bring an extra change of clothes.

By the time I was pulling in the drive way he was sleeping peacefully and is still sleeping nicely in his cozy bed.

And finally here is a picture of the culprits of the day. I like to call them the $1,000 blue tubes. After paying for them being inserted, removed, and all the medicine I think a $1,000 is being conservative. I can only think about how much pain, money, and agony they have probably saved us the past two years though!