September 22 – “The unexpected”

 

 

Little Matt's surgery went well.  Since I wasn't sure about the time, I got there at 6 a.m.  And I had the opportunity to meet a very nice nurse who informed me that he wasn't scheduled to be there until 11:30.  Ah. 

 

I had to get up anyway.  Chris woke me up a little before 5 and said I needed to roll over on my side.  One would think I snored or something.  Actually the fall is a great time of year – cooler weather and all.  But it's my worst time for allergies.  And they have kicked in.  I'm usually ok until I try to lay flat at night.  Bad combination (flat and night).  Then I can't breathe even with my daily medication.  I usually take a Benadryl when it hits, but that takes a while to become effective.  So I have almost completed my crossword puzzle book.  Glad I have two more waiting.  Last night I tried folding over one of the two pillows I sleep on to get myself propped up enough to breathe.  It worked pretty well.  I only fell off one time, but I actually slept until a little after 6. 

 

Back to Matt.  His surgery was to remove tonsils and adenoids and anything else that might be a hindrance to his health.  He has been having lots of trouble with gunky nose and infection after infection.  Antibiotics would clear up the infection for a while, but it would keep coming back.  This was the next step. 

 

It took quite some time for him to even be taken back to the surgery suite.  I got back to the hospital near 11:30, and they were doing the entry interview.  After that we were escorted to the playroom to wait the call.  I think it was almost 2:00 when they finally arrived.  Long time for anybody to wait, especially if you're just a kid.  Oh.  Matt did really well.  I meant me.  And his Mom. 

 

She finally rejoined us in the waiting room around 3. Matt's grandparents were there, so I left them to handle the final stretch.  Mom promised to let me know the results when the surgery was over.  And she did.  Posted it on Facebook, in fact.  When the doc got into the surgery he discovered something unexpected.  Seems Matt had a little rock lodged … in his nose.  Explains the recurring infections, I guess.  And why did he have a rock in his nose?  Hey.  He's a little boy.  It's what we … er … I mean "they" do.

 

Proverbs 26:18-19 says, "Like a madman shooting firebrands or deadly arrows is a man who deceives his neighbor and says, 'I was only joking!'" 

 

Father, keep healing Matt, and remind him to keep anything smaller than his elbow out of his nose.  Amen.