No more tonsils for this man

It was time to get this boys tonsils out.  About a month ago we took Tyce into the doctor because we had a few concerns.  He wasn't gaining any weight, he had swollen lymph-nodes in his neck and we wanted to just get him checked out for our sake.  Of course my thoughts were the worst.  Turns out we went in to the doctor and the first thing he said was "have you seen his tonsils?" We'll no we haven't.  Little did we know they were the size of golf balls.  The doctor described my child to the tee.  He said that kids with tonsils this size will often won't gain weight (which he gained a total of 1 pound), often drool a lot, may have sleep apnea, may be a little hyperactive due to long naps, have more ear infections and often snore.  It was almost like this doctor has spent months and months in my house with Tyce.  He experienced all of these symptoms so Jeff and I knew what we needed to do.  It was time to take out the tonsils.

We met with the ENT a few days later and he took one peak in his mouth and thought removing the tonsils was the best idea due to the symptoms we explained and the size of the tonsils.  He said taking the adenoids would be good too since he would already be under.  The ENT also said this would clear his airway so much that he will be a new kiddo in no time.  It's the healing process that will be the worst.  We had a couple dates to choose from since it was the end of the year we wanted to get them out before 2014.  It was the 23rd or the 27th.  We decided to go with the 27th and not ruin the little man's Christmas.  

The night before was pretty terrifying for Jeff and I.  We decided to get rid of Jase and Hayden since we had to be at the surgery center by 6:15.  We tried to explain to Tyce the night before what was going on, but he is just too little to fully understand.  Although, the next day he knew where we were headed and DID NOT want to go.  The staff was absolutely amazing and even put a little identification on his bear, Roger.  We were able to spend about 30 minutes with him pre-op while the doctor, nurses and anesthesiologist talked to us.  We had a great time with him until it was time to let go.  It was the hardest thing I had to do with him.  When the nurse came to get him, he had the saddest face and wouldn't let go of Jeff's shirt.  I will never forget the face he made.  I felt so bad for him and so helpless.  I hate making my kids feel sad. 

The procedure took about 30 minutes is all. Jeff and I barely got settled in the waiting room and they called us back to talk to us.  Everything went smoothly and he was in recovery.  We were able to see him a few minutes later and he was no pleased. They said they had to wrap him up because he was like Houdini.  I thought to myself, that's my Tycer.  He was able to drink some water in recovery and a hour later, we were on our way home.  

Tyce had a rough night the first night, but last night was better and today has been even better.  He seems to be bouncing back to his old self in no time, but the doctors say the days 3-5 are the worst so it is a waiting game from here on out until next weekend.  He is loving the attention and all the Popsicles (which happens to be a few boxes already).  Getting him to take his pain meds is another story, but we are getting there.  It's ironic that the pharmacists' son doesn't take medicine well.  

Right now he is debating on eating a piece of pizza or not.  He seems to be quite the jokester when he gets what he wants all the time.  We have noticed the change in his voice so far so we are looking forward to the other changes that will hopefully take place and make him a healthier little man!