So it is now a week since my son finally had his ENT operation, grommets and adenoids taken out.
We were up early as the admission time was 7.30am. We left my mums and just missed a bus, then next one was due 15 minutes later. But the time came and went, by the time the next bus came it we were pushing it for time. After a tube ride we got to Kings Cross and then it was a short walk to the hospital.
We were taken up to the ward and given bed 10 which made my son very happy for some reason. He got on his bed and was quite happy reading while the anethatist came to talk to me. He asked if I had the letter from the Brompton saying they were happy that he could have the operation. So he was signed off ready for the op, he had magic cream put on his hands, so he would not feel the cannula going in.
We went down to theater with him and it was decided that he would have the anaesthetic gas to put him to sleep before they put the cannula in. He fought the anaesthetic and the anethatist had to turn the gas up a couple of times before he went off.
