We've been home from the surgical center for about an hour now. Maybe a bit more. #1 Son is resting on the couch with an ice pack on his throat. He did really well with his surgery. It took him a while to get fully awake (he still may not be) & he was kind of funny in the mean time.
He got sick once in the truck on the way home, but we were prepared. He got sick again after getting home, but since then has been doing good. He just polished off a popsicle & asked for Kool-aid. I told him to wait a few minutes & see if the popsicle stays down.
We are armed with a bottle of antibiotics & a giant bottle of Tylenol 3, so he should be a happy guy!
Now the trick is keeping the other three from pestering him to death & make them stop screaming, "It's Not Fair!" every time their brother has a popsicle. Husband's offered to take their tonsils out too, just to even things up. So far there are no takers. I'll let you know if anyone changes their mind.
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