Having had a nice peacefull and home Christmas boys had the time to really bond and discover there is fun being brothers....so when the snow came both of my boys showed their skills in being good sharing brothers. Zac has always been used to sharing however he has two friends who find it difficult sharing and suddenly I am hearing more "its mine", "mine" terms:) I hope it passess soon.
Reuben has brought home RED the girraffe the class mascott and he had to be taken to the local chinese. Granny was offering to take boys there so while I took time out to work that evening granny took the three boys (daddy, Reuben and Zac) to their fav chinese.
Very rarely do I give into having kids around here after school. Its hard as I have not seen R for the day its already 3:30 by the time we come home and so only little time before dinner, bath and sleep. However, Zac loves a party. His new thing is if anyone knocks or rings at the door he has to open the door (can be a bit lenghty wait) and greet the guests. Three of these blue uniformed kids I take swimming (one is my R) and the gorgeous blond boy is a neighbour who Reuben has befriended regularly. Zac loved being in the centre of attention of the big boys.
And yes, we had done the unthinkable too! After a long struggle with ENT problems (10 confirmed infections only through 2012) and a lot of respiratory issues he was finally admitted for surgery on 28th January! I did not know at the time of choosing my NHS provider that by not choosing Medway where we live(their appointments just were not suitable to us) it meant we would have to go to Tunbridge Wells....Pembury Hospital. I was sooo impressed....we had a luxorious room with plenty gadgets and well his reaction after the 1 hour car trip was Wow as he passed the toys in the play area and the room. He hopped up the bed and commanded to put a DVD on so we were having no problems.
I guess my fear was the no eating before surgery....however Zac did not wake until it was time to go and I had put him in his snow suit which meant he could continue to sleep in the car. He didnt. He was amazed by the moon which was a perfect ball. At hospital the surgeon has waited patiently for us...we were a little late due to traffic. We were seen by a wonderful anaestesist and I was able to take him all the way to the theatre. He was puzzeled by the magic cream (but loved the plasters), the doctors loved his cooperation (yes I have strange kids they love gadgets and drs)...I must say it was fun being greeted at the theatre "its a pijama party Zac" and bubbles blowing and baloons and all....he did not struggle he let them take blood and put the injections in his little wrist....he just held on to me and watched the bubbles. I was asked to give him a kiss and next he flopped down....ready to sleep. I must admit I had good experience of Gen Anaestetic so I secretly wished I was given one to for a few days so I can sleep off this tiredness. He was wisked away...through the doors and a very sweet young nurse walked me back to our ward.
After about 45 mins (while we had a costa tostie and coffee (cause the hospital has a costa restaurant and my darlink husband wanted to make it easier for me))a beautiful young nurse came with Zac (I can still smell her scent) who was now whimpering and confused. I took him in my arms and he was very floppy confused and that is when I was a little emotional. I noticed the cotton wool with blood shots in his ears, as he cried I noticed the swollen throat...and much larger looking, and his nose was dripping....three procedures all around his little head. He cried a lot so the nurse took pitty and gave him some morphine after which he slept a good 45 mins.
When he woke we had made sure that we had CBEEBIES on and some of his fav toys. He soon set up and the nurse brought him toast and icecream. He loved the icecream and soon after that ate my panini and crisps....:)) I was feeling very positive.
A good few hours later out in the play area my son was enjoying himself so much. My little Zac was back to life....I am so proud of him. I have never imagined such a quick recovery. THe nurse and drs were impressed with him and his ability to resume to normality...without any drama. When he was brought out the surgery all he kept asking me was "go home...mummy car" I was telling him we have to stay a little longer, he then said "please and see Buben"....my heart melted....my son wanted home one thing I couldnt do for him. But after 6 hours we were allowed to take him home...he was so excited when he saw his brother he screamed with joy. I shall always remember this day.
All ready to go home.....!! IT was something I am ready to also know behind me. It wasnt easy but hopefully my little boy will have a happier 2013!!! his quality of life will be that much better. I will be glad if it meant fewer trips to drs and less stressfull nights. We are now home and recovering. He has to stay at home for at least a week befeor he has playdates. We are past out first night which was traumatic with a lot of crying but we had slept following day and recuperated. Hopefully we are soon gna be able to take a few walks out and about and one step at the time....see the birthday and enjoy it.









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