Tubes

Jordan has had ear problem since he was born. It hasn't been the most fun of all my adventures but we've survived! We've been through 4 different doctors because of insurance and none of them felt like they knew enough about his situation (I'm guessing, why else would they make me--I mean him--suffer!?) to send us to a specialist for the tubes. Most people don't like putting tubes in their baby's ears; I begged.

So at his 18 month check up we didn't see the doctor, we only saw the nurse. She's my new favorite person in the world right now (sorry Fuzz). We asked her if we could get a referral and she asked, "Has he had a lot of problems in the past?" UMM YES! She didn't question us any further. She put in the request that same day and two days later we had an appointment for a consultation. The doctor looked in little J's ears and said, "Yep, he needs tubes. In fact, he'll probably get 1 or 2 infections between now and then. Sorry Mom." Waaaahhhh!

I'm pretty sure he already has an infection now (or I could just be paranoid). He was up ALL NIGHT last night. I'm not even exaggerating. I slept on the couch with him and he woke up crying every 15 minutes. We bounced, rocked, sang, hummed... I don't know how many times I said, "Joooordan, it's okay, Mommy's here..." And then, at 6 AM he decided it was time to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. I tried snoozing through it but he kept getting really excited and making noises. "Mooooo!" "Doggie! Doggie!" Chooo Chooo!" And then he would poke me in the eye to try and wake me up.

So here I am, feeling like a zombie and guzzling down coffee like there's no tomorrow. Jordan is at daycare (for now...) and it's only Wednesday. But the end of his little ear problems is finally in sight: September 25th. Only 19 more days and hopefully he won't have to suffer anymore.