From the moment we found out we'd be leaving the country, DULL DIDN'T EXIST in our vocab. Suddenly all of those things on my list to eventually look into, were now post it notes all over the house...like having Kate's tonsils examined and removed. Maybe it's because I notice mouths more than most, but from moment she could scream, I thought her tonsils were enormous! Her pediatricians kept telling me that if they weren't bothering her, to leave them alone. Well, the beginning of this year she couldn't kick a cold and she was sleeping upright in bed for MONTHS. I figured we should probably go to a specialist just to see... He took one look at her and said, "Wow!" And then told me we should do some sleep studies, etc., because her situation wasn't completely black or white.
When we found out we were leaving, we literally had a two week window to get everything done. Forget all of the studies, I wanted them out. They'd been bothering me for long enough, I couldn't imagine how those golf balls felt in my poor girls throat! I explained our situation and the doc agreed. Get 'em out. So that's what we did.
Sweet thing was so brave
It was a full two weeks before she was back to normal. Joe and I had to leave a week after the surgery to head down to Chile to find a home. I was gone for 4 1/2 days while Joe stayed for two weeks. I felt horrible leaving her, but knew that we left her (and the boys) in the best hands-- split between Alisa and Momo and BG. She ate nothing for a full week at home with me. I tried everything! The first night we were away, Alisa called to give us her report-Kate had eaten spaghetti. Unbelievable! I knew she could work miracles! Dr. Gersten was the greatest. So grateful for him taking such good care of my daughter...and so relieved we were able to get this checked off the list!