George and I are home, safe and sound. Speaking of “sound” … Emily feels absolutely certain that George can already hear better. I’m not as sure… we’ll see what happens at his preliminary testing on Friday.
Things went OK at the hospital, mostly. George was happy and friendly, even without breakfast, but it was awfully hard on my arm and chest to hold him for two straight hours. There really wasn’t any place I could put him down either in the waiting room or in the pre-op area… our little room just had a rocker and regular chairs, with no bed or crib, and there wasn’t another open room to switch to.
The surgeon was happy with the surgery, and said that once he got through the eardrum and got the fluid out of the way, everything went smoothly under the microscope… the anesthesiologist, however, was not so happy since it took five tries to get George’s IV. He’s got the bruises to prove it, too. (George, not the anesthesia guy 🙂 )
Things were routine in the recovery room (and I even got to call home to get the kids to post an update… ) and we returned home to find out that Susan F. had consulted with Sam and brought over lunch and treats for everybody… since getting home we have discovered that George LOVES chicken and dumplings soup.
Now I’m on my way to radiation. Ugh. But after that I can thoroughly fall apart from the stress of the whole day, since Sara’s handling soccer practice and Sam can get himself to MEF training and scouts.
Thanks for all the love and the prayers.