In the Spring of 2004, Daughter #2 and Daughter #3 were
experiencing problems with their tonsils. The whole family went to an
E.N.T. specialist (Dr. Bolling) for the consultation. The doctor
carefully checked both girls and determined that Daughter #2's tonsils,
although enlarged, did not need to be removed. However Daughter #3
needed to have both her tonsils and adenoids removed to alleviate her sleep
apnea. As the doctor was explaining this (daughter #3 was blissfully
unaware of the discussion going on around her), tears were coming to the
eyes of both Mom and Daughters #1 and #2 as they anticipated what was in
store for the youngest girl.
We decided to schedule the surgery after school ended and
after we came back from a trip to Disney World. We explained the
situation to #3 who took the news bravely. She was a little scared, so
good old Dad came up with a poem/rap to help lighten the situation:
Everybody put your hands up high
it's time to scream and shout
Ole Doc Bowlings comin' here
to rip my adenoids out
I ain't scared
I'm not no fretter
It's no problem for me
cause I don't know better
Mom's talkin' so softly
I don't know why
now that she and my sisters
are starting to cry
My dad's not cryin'
He's got no time
'tween softball and work
and writin' these rhymes
It don't end there
'cause there's more to do
Doc Bowlings double billing
when he does my tonsils too
Its in the back of my mind
and I just may hurl
but not till after
I go to Disney World