Something about ears and tubes...

Hello, my faithful followers. Asher went to the ENT today to have his ears checked out. At his last appointment with the audiologist, he had some fluid in his ears, so Dr. Danivas (his pediatrician) referred him to Dr. Webb (now his ENT). We also have a cardiologist and an endocrinologist, but they weren't involved in this little adventure.

So, Jeff took him to this doctor's appointment. By himself. Solo. Without me. Sans Mandy. I was a little concerned about this before the appointment. I mean, would he ask all of the questions that I wanted him to ask? (No, I couldn't write them down ahead of time! I don't think of them until I am "in the moment". Geez.) More importantly, would he be able to relay the answers and the doctor's general commentary in its entirety? After all, Jeff IS a man. (After the whole People Magazine pregnant man deal, I felt it necessary to reaffirm that fact.) Anyway, I did not want to ask Jeff, "What did the doctor say?" and have him reply, "Something about ears and tubes." You know how we women like detail. The acceptable answer to "What did the doctor say?" would involve a complete reiteration of all conversation, including the correct tone and inflection and any side-notes of importance. "Well, when he came in, I asked him blah blah blah. He looked at the chart and said blah blah blah. Then the nurse came in. You know, the one with the brown hair. She usually works on Tuesdays, I think, but for some reason she was there today. She looked at the chart, too, and said blah blah blah." (See how I used italics and bold print to simulate different tones and inflection? I used three blah's, but we all know that the actual answer could involve MANY MANY words.) Of course, what Jeff would hear me saying is "Something about ears and tubes."

The good news is that Asher only has a little fluid in his left ear, and it does not look like it is infected. So, Dr. Webb prescribed nasal spray to decrease the swelling (Where the swelling is, we don't know. That would have been one of those questions.) and an antibiotic (We don't know why, since there is no infection. It has something to do with ears. And tubes.)

In honor of his first trip to the ENT, here's a picture of his cute little ears. And he has a booger in his nose (right nostril). Yes, it was taken in February. PRETEND like it was taken today. Work with me, people.



Just a note to you faithful few... I don't want you to think that I should be in an ESL class somewhere. English IS my first language, and I DO know grammar. De hecho, hablo Inglés muy bien, gracias. I just like to "bend" the rules of punctuation to better communicate my thoughts. For example, I am sure there is some rule (albeit a dumb one) about parenthetical statements and phrases (like some sort of limit on how many one should use in a paragraph). Well, I think in parentheses. I like parentheses. (((((((((())))))))))) See?! I also like dashes - especially when I can't figure out what other punctuation to use in a particular situation. Dashes always seem to fit. Ooh, and ellipses... wonderful ellipses... so useful... so elliptical... What I CANNOT stand, however, are COMMA SPLICES. I HATE them. Just don't do it, it makes me mad. (Just kidding. I did that on purpose.)

Well, non-ear-tube-needing baby is crying. Bye!