See ya tonsils!...who needs you anyway?

before...I just had to take a picture of her tonsils before they were gone forever. I would have taken a picture of her adenoids but despite what it may look like, my camera won't fit inside her mouth.
At three years old she has already had more than her fair share of strep throat and also suffers from a touch of sleep apnea...not to mention that her tonsils were so naturally gi-normous, I don't know how she swallowed food. The poor girl sleeps (intermittently) with her head back and her mouth wide open. She snores so loudly that occasionally we can hear her all the way down the hall in our room. I wish that I had video taped her one last time last night. I will miss walking into their room for that last nigh time check to see her mouth hanging open and snoring like a grown man drunk off his rocker.
Oh this girl...I could eat her up.

So today we headed in and let little Mia give her tonsils and adenoids away. It has been a full and fun day. The sweet girl was a tad clingy but still her fun, silly self. We got checked in and had an adorable stuffed animal waiting for her on her bed with her hospital clothes. Her little drawstring pants fell down around her ankles more than once to expose her tiny bare buttock*s...she though it was hilarious. And I love that her room overlooked a cemetery next door. She asked if all those people had died today. I tried to assure her (and myself) that she was in good hands.
We had a lot of waiting around to do but still managed to have too much fun. When it was time to take her in, I put on my little bunny suit and sat on the bed while they wheeled us both down the hallway. We had Mia convinced that she was in a parade. She even waved and blew kisses at all the other patients that we passed. When we got into the operating room she got a tad clingy but we were able to get her onto the other table in an upside down fetal position. The nurse and anesthesiologist were so great. They totally went with it. She was curled up on the table face down, hugging her new bear and covered with her green blanket. So they threw another sheet over her and called it her tent. When the anesthesiologist asked for her finger to put on the pulse cuff she reached just one hand out and up with one little finger extended. She was totally giggling and it gave us all a laugh as well. Then he took the mask off and stuck the gas hose right under her blanket and blamed the bear for being stinky. She was relaxed and cute about the whole thing which made it so much easier to do. When she got really relaxed they simply flipped her over and got her situated with the mask on her face until she was totally out. Then they handed me her blanket and bear and sent me on my way.
So the day that started with two tonsils and two adenoids...ended with a sore throat, a purple popsicle and some applesauce. The days to come will be an interesting challenge. I mean, the girl can only eat so much pudding.Initially she was feeling kinda sad, understandably so...but one shot of morphine and a pudding cup later, she was feeling more like herself...Thanks for my friend for picking up the very early slack for me and making it possible to even do this today (since Clark is out in the ocean today.)

On a total side note: This week the girls have suddenly realized that Abby can ride on Haley's shoulders. It is a scary new game. While Clark and I were chatting in the kitchen the other night, a very tall, giggly person came in. It's kind of an eery prediction of the future so let's hope Abby's head gets a little bigger as she gets taller.