TERRIBLE TONSILS

My big boy is, finally, minus his terrible tonsils and annoying adenoids that have caused him to be way too sick over the past few years. I was so tired of entire weeks of illness and chronic pain and countless medications that did not work anymore. i am not kidding when I say that there were times that my poor boy was sick for 3 weeks straight from these horrible tonsils. It has been going on for 4 years now... I don't know how he managed it, but even with all the days he was absent from being so darn sick, my little man still managed to get straight A's every year, for all four quarters!

Jax has been counting down the days to his surgery. He was so excited to finally be able to breathe normally and to not have to worry about getting strep throat or tonsillitis every month. That was, until last night. It finally dawned on him that surgery just might be a scary thing and he started to get the jitters.

I hardly slept at all last night and I know Jax only slept a few hours. I guess that worked out to his advantage in the beginning... but then the doctor was running about 2 hours behind schedule and my boy started to get hungry. That is always a huge ordeal with my big 9 year old baby boy.

At 10:30 a.m. they finally took my baby back for his surgery. I was fine until Tommy left me in the waiting room to run to Starbucks. It was then that I realized how agonizingly hard it must have been for my parents and Tommy and the rest of our family, when I had my wreck. I only had 34 minutes of waiting. They had 31 days. I was a basket case by the time the nurse walked us back to recovery.

In typical Jensen fashion, Jax had an adverse reaction to the anesthesia. He woke up swinging at the nurses and had to be sedated, twice. There is no denying he is mine and Tommy's boy!

The nurse's and doctor thought it odd that both Jax and I were eager to see the tonsils. Jax re-thought that one after his surgery, when he was so out of it he couldn't speak. The doctor told us that they were pretty large and it was good to get them out so Jax could get back to being a healthy soccer player.

I am just so glad he is home safe and sound. He was so sick on the way home that all he wanted to do was rest. Not even ice-cream could grab his attention for more than 5 minutes. Thankfully he should be back to his wonderful self in time for Sea World and the beach next month!

On another note... we finished the night off in typical crazy day Jensen chaos mode. Brinkley wanted desperately for her ginormous cat, Spike, to come and lay with us while we had movie night on the family room floor. Somehow she slipped, with her 30+ pound feline phenom, in her arms, and fell straight onto her back while tumbling down the stairs. So, to add to an already crazy busy day, Daddy finished it all up by adding the proverbial cherry to the sundae, by spending the last few hours of the night in the emergency room, with Binky, and her severely bruised little back!