My son’s johnny had sleeping tigers and matching draw-string pants. I thought he looked adorable. He didn’t like it. Tigers are so last week!
My son’s adenoid and tonsillectomy
Nothing quite compares to the feeling of controlled, loss of control you experience with surgery. Arrival and pre-op procedures are orderly, the hospital staff is calm and professional and inside you are crumbling. What’s worse is the added feeling of betrayal, when that surgery is for your small, frightened child who has actually been looking forward to this day for the promise of toys. And you are the one marching him into the operating room and lifting him onto the operating table and holding his hand as the anesthesiologist carefully puts him to sleep and then your job is done.
