Goodbye Tonsils, Hello Ice Cream!

Dude had his tonsils/adenoids removed yesterday. I am so grateful to report that everything went superbly well. He has really been struggling to sleep lately because the tonsils have been so large, and this surgery was much needed. On Wednesday night, I got all the kids tucked in and found myself alone and scared. Tonsillectomies are a fairly routine outpatient procedure, and certainly pales in comparison to the last surgery he had, but as his mother I was still worried. I started to sob. I was feeling sorry for myself because my husband is never home and because my son needed surgery. Maybe we can blame hormones for my outpouring of emotion. Anyway, I knelt down to pray to my Father in Heaven and plead for solace. As I was explaining to him all my woes I felt prompted to read my scriptures. I pulled them out and randomly opened them. On the page that I turned to, I read this, "Thou shalt weep no more: he will be very gracious unto thee at the voice of thy cry; when he shall hear it, he will answer thee." (Isaiah 30:19) I am truly blessed and am unable to adequately express my gratitude for the knowledge that I have that my Heavenly Father knows me and my situation. Even though my concerns are relatively insignificant, He answers my prayers. I then had a complete sense of peace and knew that Dude would be o.k., and that I would be o.k. Phew, thanks for letting me share.
He had to be at the hospital at 6:00am to get things started so Doctor took him then, and I came about 7:30. When I got there, they had given him Versed to help him be calm. Well, he was loony! I'm kicking myself for not bringing the camera. When they started to wheel him away for the procedure, he exclaimed, "Wow! Am I in a parade?" It was hilarious. The anesthesiologist and the ENT resident are good friends of ours and they said that when he got into the O.R., he had his arms folded behind his neck like he was relaxing at the beach. When they put the monitor on his finger to check his oxygen saturation, he said, "That didn't hurt!" When he woke up after it was all over, he looked at me and said, "When are they going to take my tonsils out?" So far he is doing excellent! Grandpa sent a super Nintendo for him, and we set that up in his room. He is in heaven! He has eaten 4 bowls of ice cream, 8 popsicles, 2 tubes of yogurt, 3 pudding cups, and one cup of jello. Pretty good I think! He woke up this morning and said, "Mom, I think my throat needs a bowl of ice cream for breakfast." He is milking this thing for all its worth. He's one tough kid and I'm very proud of him. This picture was taken about 2 hours after the surgery, pretty good, huh!