"Surgery? Yes. How Many? Don't know yet."

Today was the day. The day that I took my Katie girl to the Ear, nose and throat doctor to find out why she can't breath very well.

We were there for two hours. Both of our stomachs letting the world know that we had no time to eat before the visit!
I was so hoping that the Doctor would tell us that Katie had a severe infection and would require more antibiotics but unfortunately this wasn't the case.

After a CT scan and poor yet brave Katie having a camera shoved all over up her nose, it was determined that she has two large cysts in her sinuses that are nearly blocking them off.
They AREN'T polyps. Polyps are growths. Cysts are fluid filled. By the way the Doctor did seem impressed that I new the difference! Little did he know that my husband had three nasal polyp surgeries and I have had cyst surgeries.

That's just between you and me, after all I feel that I deserve to feel somewhat intelligent at least occasionally!

So one week from tomorrow my baby, yes she still is my baby, will be having surgery. She will go home the same day. Her nose will be packed but she will have little tubes in them that will allow her to breath.

The Friday of the same week the packing will be removed and she can go back to school the very next Monday. Jeez, does it ever end! I feel awful for her. She appears to be fine with it but she was asking me exactly how he was going to do it.

The procedure didn't sound nearly as complicated as my husbands, yet I am sure that it won't be pleasant. Katie doesn't seem to be nervous, but when my husband asked me if he should come home for that day, Katie said yes.
Katie has never had a surgery and I am a bit uneasy. So we will pray, a lot. And I am sure that it will all go well. After all, people her age heal in about three minutes right?

Surgery, part two.

Ruby

Now here is my Ruby girl. Isn't she lovely? Eileen, I know you can appreciate her beauty!

Ruby has been having issues with her appendix. Well that's not what it's really called, but it is the equivalent to our appendix!

Tomorrow morning I have to take her for x-rays to see what the next step for her will be. She is only three years old and is a very sweet, energetic, loving, spoiled and jealous little dog.

So the drama continues. If you are ever bored please remember that you are always Welcomed to my world!