Wednesday, March 12, 2008


Little Miss Tough Stuff hit the wall about 6PM last night. I think the drugs they gave her at the hospital finally started to wear off and she began feeling the full force effects of her tonsilectomy. Still, she did pretty well. She complained a bit of a sore throat, but not too much. She mostly just laid around and looked a little pitiful. At one point, she and Maggie had been sitting at the kitchen table coloring, and then when I looked again, she was gone. I found her laying on the living room floor, convalescing with Dempsey. I made chicken and dumplings for dinner last night and shredded the chicken really well for her, and she ate a respectable amount, considering.

She did wake up once in the night last night and require some drugs. Tylenol with codeine is a good thing. I also found out that a small adult can fit in a toddler bed with the actual toddler (note that I did not say "comfortably.") I woke up after laying in bed with her for about an hour, finding that all my extremities had gone to sleep. After removing myself from her bed as gracefully as possible (considering that I had no feeling in my hands or feet), I was able to make my way back to my own bed and sleep the rest of the night peacefully.

Aleita was up this morning about 6AM. She isn't feeling on top of the world, but still she is doing considerably better than I imagined she would be. She has already had a bath and even tolerated having her hair combed and put in her afro-puffs. She really didn't want much for breakfast this morning, so we settled on an orange popsicle and a glass of water. "Clingy" is not usually a word that appears in the same sentence as Aleita, but today, she doesn't allow herself to get more than five feet from me. I am going to go take advantage of my little lovey-dovey while I can, so we are going to go lay on the couch and watch "Finding Nemo."

The picture below shows Aleita being aided in her recovery, courtesy of friend Diana who brought by her homemade creation of "the world's largest popsicle."

1 comment:

Julianne said...

I want Diana to come to my house when I'm recovering from something!