Quinn, the ENT and Tubes

I last left this little blog of mine letting you all know about the trouble we've been having with Quinn's ears and the number of ear infections she's had since January. 

Wednesday afternoon of last week, we headed to the ENT.  

Pre-rocephin: Day 3

But first a couple of things.

 {ONE} know where you're going.  It'll save you a lot of time, stair climbing and sweating.

{TWO} let me just say that having a baby who can move around quite a bit on her own in a little tiny bathroom while your trying to use the restroom is hard.  

"no Quinn, NO Quinn, NO QUINN! That's yucky!"

{THREE} it's always a good idea to bring in the diaper bag with you to check your child to see if she, oh I don't know, shit her pants in the process of you using the rest room instead of waiting to check your child after you had just came back to the waiting area only to have to walk back to the restroom to de-shitify your child's hiney.

Post-rocephin: Day 3

Now onto the appointment.

Quinn had her ears tested by one of the nurses, like they do to babies in the hospital.  Basically she put what looked like ear plugged covered jellies into each of hers ears and pushed a button on her little do-hanky and somehow it told you if the ear passed or not, all the while playing sweet melodies into Quinn's ears.  Of course, Quinn kept pulling them out.

Then they put us in this sound box to test more of Quinn's hearing and sight.  This didn't take very long.  The nurse warned us that the babies usually get bored about a minute or two into it.

Then we saw the doctor.  It took him basically 2.5 seconds to say, yes, your child should get tubes.  He's either really good at his job or my kid's ears are nasty.  We'll go with both.

Post-rocephin: day 3 - mom fail!  I forgot formula at home!

After looking in her ears, he said the redness is gone but the fluid remains.  Also, she passed her right ear, failed her left which was not a surprise to anyone.

So, tomorrow morning, I take my little nugget to get tubes put into her ears.  I'm not as nervous as I thought I would be with the surgery aspect of it as I am about giving my baby over to someone I don't know and not being there for her when they gas her out. 

She's squirmy and hates leaving her mama, so I'm worried.  I just don't want them to "restrain" her while they put the mask over her face.  She doesn't understand what's going on and I don't want her thinking that I'm not there for her.

There I said it.

Pre-stroller run tonight.

Anyways, I'm taking my anxiety ridden butt somewhere to not think about this until morning.

Hopefully by the weekend, we'll have a back to normal baby and a bed to ourselves at night!