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Tonsils


  Last Wednesday my little Ryler had his tonsils and adenoids out, which means that we're half way through our recovery; poor little guy.
  When we went to his 3 year visit with his pediatrician I told her that I was concerned about some behavioral issues so she asked if he was sleeping well, I told her not so much. Pretty much every night he ends up snoring in my bed with his feet in my face (this is why mommy is grumpy every morning). She told me that behavior is often directly related to sleep. It hadn't occurred to me but made sense, so she referred us to an ear, nose, and throat specialist who told me that poor sleep habits, thumb sucking, and spitting out food are all signs of large tonsils, which he had. He said that it was likely that if we removed the tonsils and adenoids, Ryler would be able to breathe & sleep better and hopefully not be such a stinker, resulting in a much happier family.
  When we showed up at Primary Children's Hospital, Russ and I were nervous, but they were great, they played with Ryler and gave him toys and stickers, they even got him in early so he didn't have to be hungry for too long.
  Ryler was such a big boy! When it was time to go back with the doctor, he gave us hugs and took the doctors hand without complaint.
  The surgery only took about 30 minutes and we got to see him as soon as he woke up. He was a little sad waking up but I held him and he ended up not wanting to leave the hospital, I think he liked the popsicles and jello!
  He is doing great and such a trooper! He hates taking his medicine (not that I blame him) but is recovering well. We're proud of our big boy and are hoping for many nights of good sleep!

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