Harper has always been a mouth breather. We figured it was a common baby thing, but around her second birthday I started to wonder if it was still normal. I distinctly remember sitting to do puzzles, and Harper breathing out of her mouth like she had just run a marathon. It was awful. So we asked the pediatrician. He had us try a round of allergy meds. No change. Then we went to an ENT. He did a scope and saw that her adenoids were blocking 70% of her airway. So he had us try a couple months of steroid spray to try and shrink them, which by the way I loved. He didn't immediately reccommend surgery. That's my kind of doctor. Still there was no improvement. So now we were down to surgery. So we set up the appointment.
Wednesday came and her surgery was scheduled for 11:30. She wasn't allowed to eat anything after 8pm. Um, yeah...how do you tell a 3 year old who can pack away three pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon and fruit for breakfast that she isn't allowed to eat anything. The answer....cartoons.
Due to unforeseen circumstances her surgery was pushed back and she wasn't able to go back until 1. Through the whole thing she was a complete trooper. Even up to getting wheeled back to the OR and having to go in by herself. The nurse said she was even laughing back there in the scary room all by herself. Such a brave girl.
The whole surgery lasted like 15 minutes. We had to wait another 15 before we could see her in post-op. She was still in good spirits, asking for popsicles. The whole day she didn't shed a single tear.
Overall, I was really nervous, but she did amazing. She has loved the two days she got to stay home with us afterwards, although if I didn't tell you, I bet you wouldn't even know she had had surgery. This was her last night.
Hopefully you'll be able to breathe through your nose soon my little pumpkin head.