Last week I wrote about Poot’s surgery and how recovery was going (or not), poor baby. After the er visit she was determined not to make a return visit so getting her to drink fluids and take her pain meds became less of a battle. Although, I know that the battle was because she was in excruciating pain. I am not sure I would be any better as a patient under the same circumstances.
Although we can visibly see that she was improving, she had a quick check up with the pediatrician to make sure things were healing well and they were. Poots became aware of what we all were aware of the last two weeks. Her breathe.
The surgeon warned us during the post-op consultation that her breath would smell worse than death. We thought, oh no biggie we have a dog whose breath can bring you to tears. The surgeon assured us that her breath would be worse. He didn’t lie. As a mother, you don’t want to make your kids feel bad so when I snuggled with her I would tilt my head in a way to catch some fresh air but and to not make her feel bad. Tears did however manage to stream down my face a few times because it really was as bad as he said it would be.
Just as we started getting used to the smell she started to notice it. And it really bothers her. I think she may be regaining her smelling senses after the adenoidectomy and this is how she has been the last few days:
Grandma bought her a years supply of breath mints and she’s been chugging them down, but it doesn’t help. The smell (because I know you care) is coming from the open wound that is in her mouth. There is no mouth wash or mint that will exstinguish this fire. Just time.
On another note. We were trying to hold off on Beaner’s surgery as long as we can, but it is clear we can’t put it off much longer. Along with the recovery of Poots, Beaner was smacked down by not one, but two ear infections. It was abrupt and out of the blue like they always are and the left eardrum ruptured for the second time. This is starting to become a pattern caused by his enlarged adenoids. They are restricting his already tiny eardrums and fluid can’t come and go even with the mildest of colds. So, now that Poots is on the mends we begin the process of getting Beaner ready for his surgery. Thank God it won’t be as long and painful as Poots (she had her adenoids and tonsils removed) and I have the mighty weapon of just snuggling up and nursing him to make sure he stays hydrated.
- Not One, But Two Kids Needing Surgery!!! (memoirsofamodernhousewife.com)
- MOMH Weekly Update February 26- March 3, 2012 (memoirsofamodernhousewife.com)