Henry had strabismus surgery yesterday, a repeat of the procedure he had two years ago. The surgery was scheduled back in December because the ophthalmologist decided that Henry's eyes were becoming misaligned again. I agreed with him, but I also have to say that the problem was very subtle, thanks to the first surgery.
It's too early to tell the final results of this one, as Henry's eye is all bloody today, and it takes the eye a few weeks to settle into its new position, according to the doctor. I was worried that the surgical appointment itself was going to be a traumatic hell of screaming, kicking, tears and general misery (from Henry, not me or Tom), but Henry took it all like a trooper. He was calm through all the pre-op procedures, and didn't need a sedative before he was put under. Understandably, he was cranky when he woke up and complained throughout the day about his eye being sore. Today he is back to normal.
To make up for all the drama I went a bit overboard with guilt and bought him a fancy Playmobil Dinosaur set knowing full well that it will only hold his attention for a few days. He also got to eat mounds of delicious jello, and have chocolate milk with dinner. What can I say--It's hard not to spoil your 4-year-old when they have to have elective surgery. And I'm not even sure it's a bad thing.
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