Last week we admitted Little Pencil to hospital, fit and well. Happy and healthy. Bouncy and cheeky. They were meant to just remove his tonsils but my lord it feels like they made him sick.
For a week now he has been in pain. He doesn’t whinge. He doesn’t complain. He’s just sad. He won’t eat, he’ll hardly drink and he is reticent to speak (this is actually a very good thing because when he does speak he sounds like a chipmunk who has just swallowed helium).
We have been stuck at home for a week now. A week where he has not wanted to be more than one metre away from me. Although we have managed four outings
- To the doctor – he seemed to me to be getting worse not better. Official diagnosis – he needs to eat
- Family dinner to honour the Passover celebrations. Yup with great faith comes great responsibility . Considering that I do not have great faith that should possibly read “with great familial pressure comes great responsibility “
- To a friend – because we needed to smile and we needed to escape the cleaning lady. This was a very bad move because although he loved seeing his friend he went into meltdown on arriving back home. Literally fall apart. And when I say literally, I mean literally. Falling apart included throwing up
- We went to see a movie. He held his throat and I watched him hold his throat
So it has not been a great week.
He is painfully thin and is in agony when he tries to eat. I can put close the fingers of one hand around his leg. And his cheeks are sunken and hollow
I have offered him
- Ice cream – every flavour known to mankind. With bits, without bits. With sauce, without sauce. With sprinkles, without sprinkles. In a cup, in a cone, in a spoon, on a stick with a straw and with my fingers
- Chocolate – whole, melted, pureed, liquidised, grated and even cut into teeny tiny squares
- Jelly – orange, red, green, blue, yellow, rainbow. Set, not quite set and even in liquid form
- Soup – Chicken. Vegetable. Hot. Cold. Warm. Tepid. With noodles and without
- Eggs – scrambled, boiled, poached, fried and Easter
- Nutella – so he had to fight me for this one but still I did not put up much resistance
- Peanut butter – he ate some. From a spoon. It almost glued his mouth shut. He won’t eat it again
- Pasta – with butter and without. With tomato sauce and without. With cheese and without
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Oh and last night he woke up crying at 1am in pain. Refused to even swallow the panadol and finally, after much threatening that I would not like to publish, he went to sleep at 4am.
This feels like the bad, old days. I coped then. Not so much now.
This is my tether————————————————————————————— and this is me, right at the end of it.
Oh, Lana.. I wanna reach out and give you a big hug.. I hope your poor boy recovers soon.. I hope he is smiling and eating again soon.. And I hope you are… Lots of love… xxxxx
Ditto what Emily said. *hugs*
Wow, it seems to be taking a while for him to recover. Maybe the Easter Bunny will make him feel better. At least chocolate melts in your mouth and has the goodness of milk in it……… 🙂
I hope he improves soon x x
Thank you. He is certainly taking his time to recover. I guess it is a long way to travel to perfection!
xx
It is definitely no fun when the little ones are sick. My sympathy goes out to you! I hope he eats something soon.
Little pencil really refused icecream with sprinkles? Can you come over here and offer me some pleeeeease 🙂
on my way. With sprinkles. Candy and chocolate. I even have the little silver balls
My son also had his tonsils out last week, though he is 18, not 9. All advice was to eat as soon as possible, chew gum (to keep the muscles moving) and drink coke (to clean the throat & for the calories). It has been a pretty rough week, but I think we’re finally seeing some improvement. Throw HSC half yearly exams into the mix and I never want to think about this week again.
I really feel for you with a little one – my big boy has really struggled & been in lots of pain, but at least I can tell him to suck it up when he gets too pathetic!
Oh 18! That is way worse, doubly worse.
I did buy Little Pencil about 200 litres of coke – he drank 0.4 mls and complained it gave him sore ears!
Good luck for your son’s recovery. And for the HSC
Oh honey…I hope he’s on the mend soon.
One food that saved me when I had all four wisdom teeth out was KFC potato and gravy…(is that kosher?) I would never eat it any other time but it was pureed and contained some semblance of flavour…
Thinking of you xoxoxoxox
I would give LP a hug too.. But he might be wierded out by some strange lady hugging him…
I hope he’s up and eating soon! Hang in there.
Hey, have just seen this as busy getting ready to move- and I thought I was feeling traumatised but what you are going through is far worse 🙁 So sorry that it’s been so rough- I hope this passes quickly and that your passover improves. Hugs xxxxx
Lana just checking in to say I’m sorry. Please give my love to Little Pencil. I had my tonsils out at 21 and recovery was hard. He has my heartfelt sympathy.
Can I say that your line about with familial pressures comes great responsibility made me laugh out loud? My mother has been searching sites and sending me “helpful links” for where we can attend “Good Friday” and “Easter Sunday” mass here in Bali. My kids are going to love sitting still for an hour listening to a service in Balinese. Not sure we will get there….
Hope he is back to normal again soon. 🙂 I’d much rather be sick than have a sick child, pretty much because of what you’ve written here… It’s so not fun and you can’t make them better 🙁 I’m dreading the day when my son will have to have his tonsils out (maybe they’ll shrink on their own and stop getting infected. Think there’s any chance?)
Poor little chap – hope he’s well soon, and that things ease up for you.
You poor thing. How stressful for all of you. Goodness knows you have tried everything. I hope he gets better soon:)
Hope little pencil is back to his sharp self.
Oh gosh, that’s all so unfortunate.
But right now, I have tears of laughter STREAMING down my cheeks. And I’m allowed to laugh because I too have not one, but two “mini pencils”…
Your blog is a delight. You know, if that’s the word (it isn’t).
xLouise