Nun nurses swollen-faced kiddo.
Dec. 6th, 2016 12:39 pmI woke up at 0530 this morning not due to Trump-induced tachycardia, but because I needed to be in Totem Lake* by 0730 so my son could get his wisdom teeth out. We were in & out pretty quickly, which caught me off guard and in the middle of doing the XCode tutorial. Ex had asked me to shoot video of him right after he came to, but I was too busy listening to post-op care instructions and trying to understand his speech, badly impeded by a mouthful of gauze. Besides, he nixed his mother's idea last night.
My heavens, was he cranky. He wouldn't keep the gauze in his mouth on the way home, complaining mightily about it. When the surgeon called to check on him, the doc graciously said it was OK to ditch the gauze if m'boy wasn't bleeding.
So right now I'm letting him sleep in the blessed, cold, clear sunlight. And I'm trying to eat and do housework quietly. At some point I've got to get some milk in him to combat post-anesthetic nausea, give him his amoxicillin at 1400, get some soup in him when he's hungry (his request: split pea), and pick up his prescriptions. (Yeah, this paragraph is primarily for my benefit.) UPS needs to get here with my girl 'roids so I can leave the apartment.
Ex says she'll take the Wendling home with her tomorrow while I'm at work. I'm OK with that.
*A suburb of Seattle, and not one of the closer ones, for those of you who lack webbed feet. Officially it's in the northern part of Kirkland, so it's not far (by suburban standards) from the erstwhile Abbey.
My heavens, was he cranky. He wouldn't keep the gauze in his mouth on the way home, complaining mightily about it. When the surgeon called to check on him, the doc graciously said it was OK to ditch the gauze if m'boy wasn't bleeding.
So right now I'm letting him sleep in the blessed, cold, clear sunlight. And I'm trying to eat and do housework quietly. At some point I've got to get some milk in him to combat post-anesthetic nausea, give him his amoxicillin at 1400, get some soup in him when he's hungry (his request: split pea), and pick up his prescriptions. (Yeah, this paragraph is primarily for my benefit.) UPS needs to get here with my girl 'roids so I can leave the apartment.
Ex says she'll take the Wendling home with her tomorrow while I'm at work. I'm OK with that.
*A suburb of Seattle, and not one of the closer ones, for those of you who lack webbed feet. Officially it's in the northern part of Kirkland, so it's not far (by suburban standards) from the erstwhile Abbey.