You know the verse about God always working everything out for the good for those that love him? I know that's not a direct quote, but I like to believe that I live my life centering around that verse. Nothing is ever as bad as it seems, and it always turns out good.
Yes, I am an optomist.
So, when we decided to schedule the tonsilectomy and adnoidectomy for Adam to help him battle his sleep apnea, I assumed that the silver lining would be a child that sleeps soundly and isn't overly tired the next day. Little did I know that there was another silver lining....a GIANT silver lining...
Adam was actually excited to have his tonsils out. People kept telling him about all the ice cream and popsicles and jello. No one told him about anything else. So, the morning of the surgery, I woke him up, and he jumped up and said, "Yea! Mom, I get my tonsils out today!!!"
"Yep, kiddo, you sure do...hang on, it's a fun ride!"
Adam was allowed to bring comfort items with him to surgery. At first it was just the blanket, but then he decided that Kermit needed his tonsils out too. It's not easy being green. Kermit and blanket got to ride in the front seat on the way to the Surgical Center.
Adam and Kermit are getting checked in. This includes wearing special jammies, taking vitals, meeting the surgeon, the anesthesiologist, and the surgical nurse. The check-in nurse was explaining to Adam what was going to happen. This is when he looked at me and said, "mom, I think I want to go home now." And I said, "Too late, kiddo. We're here...we're committed to this now."
That chair was the last place I saw Adam before surgery. The anesthesiologist actually walked him back. I wasn't even given the option to go back with him. Good for me, probably not so good for him. The procedure itself took about 25 minutes. I was with him in 50.
Giant Silver lining: the high 5 year old.
Seriously...it doesn't get much better than that. Really, curing the sleep apnea is only the cherry on top. The high 5 year old is the entire batch of icing. I took it as God's way of saying, "well, done parent...you made it through the surgery in tact. Have some laughs."
When I got to Adam, he was crying for a second, itching his nose the next, sits straight up and says, "Hey mom, pretty cool room we got here, huh?" Lays right back down and conks out. "yep, Adam...it's a rockin' curtain..."
Then he wakes up again, and decided he wanted to read. I told him that I didn't bring any books for him. He says, "oh, that's ok. I'll just read your book." "My, Adam...you've sure come a long way in your reading since yesterday."
And of course, he was the only child there that day. Most of the others were seniors getting work on their cataracts. Which alarmed Adam. He kept saying (quite loudly, I might add), "Mom, why is that scary man over there with fly eyes?" "Mom, there's a scary woman over there too!"
From then on, we just kept the curtain drawn...at Adam's request.
When we got home, he got to unwrap presents from grandmas and grandpas. A Transformer and a Leapster game! Normally he doesn't like his picture taken like this, but he opened each gift and just sat there saying, "Chuuuuuuuuhhhhhh." (high for Cheese).
" Oh Adam...you wanted me to take your picture? Hang on, the camera is in the kitchen. I'll go get it."
(all the way to the kitchen and back)
I love this kid.