A Tale of Two Tonsils.
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.
Ok, really, apparently it was the shittiest of times, but it will end and everything will eventually feel normal and in the meantime there's full bottle of Jason's new BFF...Tylenol 3. (And for me a bottle of my little friend, Bailey...) I do have before and after pictures, but I'm taking a poll to see if I should put them up. I know that Colleen loves a good gross shot... I don't know though. These ones might just go straight to the blog book and skip the interweb (like all the bear mucked shots of Maddie).
So - it ended up being day surgery (I know you're horrified by his luck, Shel). We were there at 6:15 a.m. and out of the hospital by 3p.m. Crazy. The Dr. has the bedside manner of a brick wall, but he seems to do a good job so that's all that really matters. Luckily (and as usual?) the nurses were MUCH better and made us both feel very comfortable. Today is the end of day two and Jason looks a lot better, but I think he's still in a lot of pain and already bored silly.
It's a bit dissapointing to not be able to spend Christmas with my side of the family, but getting these damn tonsils out is very important to both of us and well worth staying home! We were suprised by the last minute cancellation spot, but glad to have a spot so soon.
ok, I'm only keeping this post up for a day or two. Just wanted to have it on here so that I can include it in the blog book that I'm making. Really, people do not need to read an indepth tale of Jason's oral surgery. Fascinating as it is...
later skaters,
j

