Prognosis not good.

Yesterday Owen had an appointment with his ear doctor. It started out with a hearing test, which I was happy about, because we wonder about his hearing sometimes. He says, "huh?" all the time and acts like he can't hear us. And sometimes when we don't say anything at all, he'll look up from playing and say, "What?" I'm sure part of it is that he's 2, and probably ignores us a lot. But I was definitely curious about the results of the hearing tests. Well, so much for that. He was utterly uncooperative. The tech put us in a little booth and put earphones into Owen's ears. She went out of the booth and talked to him, asking him to say different things, through the headphones. He just stared at her, refused to participate at all. Eventually she gave up and took us to the exam room. As soon as she closed the door behind her, he said, "Mommy, her wanted me to say 'baseball' and 'ice cream' and 'cupcake'!" Nice timing, son.

When the doctor came in, Owen did pretty well. He wouldn't open his mouth and say 'Ah' which is not new for him. He never does this part. I had to pry his hands off his mouth and hold him down so the doctor could look at his tonsils and adenoids. The doctor said that not only does he need his tonsils and adenoids out in the next six to eight weeks, he also needs another set of tubes in. Owen's first set were put in at 14 months, and they fell out just a few months ago. I hate anything that puts him under anesthesia. He gave Owen a perscription for 20 days of antibiotics and 5 days of steroids, then we're supposed to come back for a follow-up and make appointments for the surgery. The doctor said it would be a very rough week after the surgery. Another week off work, not great for me, but I'll have to stay with Owen. It will be so sad when he hurts. Poor puppy has no idea what's in store for him.

Oh, and he also has a sinus infection. Poor puppy.