Maya is nearing the end of the the road to recovery.
Last night, she slept through the night for the first time since her surgery. In the beginning we were warned that most kids require seven to ten days before they resume a normal schedule. Day 8 seems to be the magic day for Maya.
She's still tired. She's still a little sore. Thankfully, though, her energy is much higher than it has been. Today she has devoured two regular meals at the table, in contrast to a week's worth of small bites taken limply from the sofa.
We even played at a nearby park for much of the morning!
For a routine surgery, this tonsillectomy and adenoidectomy has been more difficult than I anticipated. Maya was heartbreakingly sad from about Thursday to Monday.
"Will I ever feel better," she asked mournfully and frequently.
She worked herself into hysterics each time she took the vicodin, making me feel like some sort of horrible drug pusher.
"Come on, take it," I'd say as I passed the medicine cup into her trembling hand. It was traumatic for all of us.
We are lucky, I know, that this was our first brush with significant medical procedures. It was minor, routine, and almost certainly for the best. And after a long, physically and emotionally taxing week, it is finally behind us!
Gems worth Re-Reading
About Growing Baby Doing Good Together Elliot Rose Family Rituals Fie Flora and Fauna For the Love of Learning Greenish In My Opinion Just for Laughs Just for Me Making Tinkles Maya Mindfulness Mmm... So Tastey NaNoWriMo News of the Day Noveling Photo Friday Sewing Sisterly Love Sweet Dreams The Chicken Ladies the end Tonsils We like to Move It Move It Wonderment