OUT FOR A FEW DAYS
TO CARE FOR THE BOY
My son, Max, is going to have his tonsils and adenoids out, and tubes put in.
They say it will make him healthier and happier... eventually. To get there, however, it's going to be a pretty rough couple weeks in the Vitrano household. The ENT at Children's said of the impending surgery, "Recovery time is two full weeks. The first week he'll be miserable, and so will you."
Young Max has a couple of softballs in the back of his throat. They tell me they're his tonsils. I can't believe the dude can even breathe right now with those things back there. So he'll have those out, and his adenoids too. He's also getting tubes in his ears.
I know this is all pretty routine, but as many of you can appreciate I feel so badly for the little guy. I wish he were just a bit older so I could better explain to him why he's going to be in so much pain. He can't even really appreciate the whole, "you get to eat ice cream whenever you want." At 2 1/2 he'll only know his throat is on fire... and mom and dad were the people who brought him to the hospital.
Of course every trip to Children's for things like this makes me truly appreciate the relative health of all our kids. Although it's been an ugly winter with various illnesses sweeping through our home, we're blessed to have 3 little ones all doing pretty well. I think of the children, and their families, who have life threatening conditions, and life altering needs, and I am thankful. The regular work I do with the MACC fund, Special Olympics, and the Down Syndrome Association of Wisconsin keeps my self-pity in check.
Still doesn't mean I can't feel bad for Max, though. This time tomorrow, he'll be one unhappy dude. I should be back on the air in the middle of next week.