Brandon has to have surgery again. (He had a frenulectomy when he was 13 months, which wasn't really surgery, per se, but it did require anesthesia.) He has sleep apnea and his tonsils & adenoids are coming out.
For a minute I wondered if it was really worth going through the whole surgical process. Then I thought about how, even if he's putting himself back to sleep when he wakes up now, he's still not getting really restful sleep, and I thought about how many problems chronic sleep deprivation can cause throughout childhood - developmentally, physically, behaviorally, academically...but the thing that really convinced me was the conversation I had with him on the way back to the elevator from the ENT clinic today.
Me: "Brandon, do you remember when we came to the hospital - "
Brandon: "Yes." (Of course he does, not only were we at the hospital when we had this conversation, but he had been there several times last month when Jackson was born.)
Me: "Do you remember when we came to the hospital and they fixed your tongue? It was a long time ago."
Me: "Well, in a couple of months we're going to come back to the hospital and they're going to fix your throat so it's easier for you to breathe when you're sleeping."
Brandon: "Yes!" ... and he signed "please".
That sealed the deal for me.
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