Beau had ear tube surgery yesterday.  I don't know the scientific name however, its behind us now and we can officially focus on perhaps, a life less intoxicated with antibiotics and yeast infections.  My poor unicorn prince.  He literally hasn't had a break from ear infections since the summer.  We were seeing a dipshit pediatrician for a while and she wouldn't write us a referral for an ENT…..  so script after script we kept going back.  Finally, I lost it.  I realized that she wasn't even giving Beau a full exam-- so I wrote her off and found a new doctor.  Thank God for Dr. Pertola.

We arrived at Hinsdale Hospital yesterday morning at 5:30.  Shep was quickly registered, got a sticker and his little unicorn hospital gown and we were on our way.  7 o'clock the anesthesiologist came in and gave Beau a drink of a relaxing medication.  He became a little noodle--and giggled.  We were then wheeled down to the OR and the nurses took him away.  I didn't cry.  SHOCK.  I was gearing myself up for that moment and nailed it.

10 minutes later, he was in recovery, crying hysterically (typical response to anesthesia) and swaddled in some blankets.  Eventually he had his milkies, a hand full of Cheerios, got new underpants and a change of clothes….  Then we went home.  He took a 3 hour nap and awoke pretty much back to normal.

I pray that he will be void of ear bullshit.  PRAY.