My nearly-5-year-old grandson had his tonsils removed this morning. My son has been a nervous wreck, worrying about putting him under general anesthesia. When I got the text, "He's out of surgery and in recovery," from my son, I was so relieved!
"Great!" I texted back.
Later I sent my son another text message: "How is he doing? How are you doing? Relieved?"
"He's doing good," was the response. "Glad it's over. Man I was a mess!"
No matter where you live, worrying about your kids is one thing parents around the world have in common. Even my mom still worries about my brother who is in his 60s. It never ends. It doesn't matter how old you are or how old your kids are, they are still your kids, and you still worry.
Today I am enormously grateful that my grandson's tonsillectomy went well. And I want to thank everyone at Children's Hospital for taking such good care of my family.
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