Tonsil Update

Dimples is eating now, and not taking his narcotics anymore. Tylenol is doing the trick. He is still refusing to swallow his own saliva, but progress is being made. He wants to go to church tomorrow, but we informed him we would not be taking him out of the house with a spit rag. He took that well.

Bruiser and Sweat Pea are still jealous of all of the attention that he gets. Bruiser came to us in tears stating, "What if I never get my tonsils out? I will never get balloons and ice cream like Dimples." I hope they compete over who can mow mom and dad's lawn the quickest when they are grown.

Post-op Day One

Dimples is worse today than yesterday, but he is doing well. He is not eating anything, and is drinking less, but still drinking an adequate amount. He will still eat the ice cream though. He slept the whole night, but was in a lot of pain when he woke up. He is not talking, and I am telling you, I did not think anything could keep him from doing that. I worry about when he is recovered, if he makes up all the words that he is missing today, I will need to take a few swigs from his pain medication. Dimples keeps a towel at his side at all times so he can spit into it since he doesn't want to swallow his saliva. I am thinking of getting him a spitoon, but I am afraid that he and Bruiser would never swallow their own saliva again if we had one of those around.
Speaking of Bruiser, he had a run in with a bird the other day. We were on the way to church, and Bruiser and I were walking out to the van before the rest of the family. My wife loves it when I am impatient and go the the van early in protest. I think she enjoys the fact that I only grab Sweat Pea and the diaper bag, and leave her with all the other stuff that is not neatly assemble by the door. I would tell you what it is, but I don't know, which is why I leave it for her. There are are wives all over groaning, well they would be if they were reading my blog. So I guess there is maybe a wife groaning, and it is probably mine. Back to the storry, while I am buckeling Sweat Pea, I hear a loud chirping, followed by loud screaming. Then Bruiser appears around the car crying and there may have been some flailing. He was not under control, even more so than most church nights. He informed me that a bird attacked him. With all of the empathy I could muster up I asked him what he did to make the bird attack him. He claims it was unprovoked. Dimples and the wife then make it to the car, and the wife does not believe Bruiser, until I added the detail of the loud chirping. Bruiser was in the back looking frightened and a little defeated. As I was pulling out of the drive way, there he lay. A dead bird in the middle of the driveway. As I pointed him out to the family I could see a spark of confidence return to Bruisers face. He said "yeah, I hit him". That says a lot about little boys and thier dads. Neither Bruiser or I was happy about him being attacked by a ferocious bird, but it sparked a little pride to know that Bruiser came out of top. We will have to see who wins in the next match of Bruiser vs. Squirel. My money is on Bruiser.

Post-op day zero

Dimples had his tonsils out today. He did great this morning not being able to eat anything. His Surgery did not start until 1:30 and did not whine once about being hungry. He mentioned that he was nervous just in passing as we were walking into the surgery center. He then was able to distract himself with books and talking. I have adults whine about the hunger and carry on about their anxiety every day in my job. I am sympathetic to them, but they are whiny and they do carry on. Dimples was brave. We talked about Jesus being with him even when mom and dad are not, and he acknowledged that as fact that went unsaid. The wife did not cry either, but did say that she could not kiss him good-bye as he rolled into the OR or she would have. I gave his a kiss for both of us. Dimples did look a little weepy in recovery, but that is common in kids coming out of anesthetics who are also experiencing a boat load of pain. He is doing well, eating home made ice cream from Bubby and Papa, and drinking apple juice. He did puke on the way home, but we were told to expect that, so I got to ride in back with him. All said and done, we are blessed to have an awesome kid like dimples, and to have the comfort that Jesus provides in times like these. We are also blessed to have the support around us so the wife and I could concentrate on Dimples today. I did enjoy having the day off of work. I will have to see if Bruiser needs some minor surgery the next time I could use a little break from work.

No theme today

I updated my profile, and apparently you are not supposed to put real names is Blogs? Is that to protect from identity theft or stalkers? If stalkers, then how sad would that person be if they were staking Nurse Boy. He even talks about himself in the third person. Anyway, if someone reads my previous posts, they might be able to crack the code. My profile says that 53 people have accessed it. I only think that I am responsible for about 45 of those hits. I'm feeling the love. I might be able to get used to this blogging thing.

Stay at home dad

I often wish that I could be a stay at home dad. I took six weeks of paternity leave after my first born arrived and my wife went back to work. I enjoyed that time, but Dimples only took bottles at that time. During my leave the wife decided to retire from teaching and stay at home with the kids. That was when the dream ended. The wife had no plans of becoming my sugar mama. Work has been rough this week. I had to go in early (5:30 am) on Thursday and Friday. Both days I had to stay late. The wife had some girlie party to go to last night, and another women's ministry thing to go to today. That made three whole meals in a row for me to have to prepare for the kids. I do use the word prepare loosely. None of these were meals made with the special ingredient love. Anyway, I may not be upset about the loss of my stay at home dream anymore. If only the kids didn't need to eat three times a day. Here is to you stay at home mom's!

Our home

Dimples wants to blog, so he says:
We have been getting sick lately, but we are still doing things fun. Yesterday was Tuesday, and we shot our new toy rockets. When we got them we were very excited. Me and Bruiser have been getting a lot of surprises. On Sunday we got a slip and slide. We went to the Johnsons house and slipped and slided on it. They also had a pool (baby). I am pretty sure that i am not sick any more.
Bruiser says:
Once there was a guy named Dimples and Bruiser, and they went to the Johnson's house and went on the slip and slide and it was fun.

Then he lost interest. Can you see how Bruiser wants to do everything his brother does? This is our life! Lets wrestle!

Whats new

Summer is in full swing. The kids are home all day long any my wife is going crazy. Mrs. Nurse Boy and Dimples have been sick, but I think they are getting better. Hopefully getting out of the house again will help everyone. Dimples is getting his tonsils out in a week and a half. Soon after that school starts and Dimples and Bruiser start soccer. This will be Bruiser's first season. I can't wait to see them both play. Sweet Pea is getting bigger. She is 50th percentile in weight, and 80th percentile in height. She likes to carry her purse around and talk on her cell phone. If she can't find one she will make due. Mrs. Nurse Boy went upstairs to check on here recently and she was using the boy's walkie talkie as a cell phone, and had a saturated pull-up on her arm as a purse. She's is not picky.