On the way Liam said, "Mom, I am sorry. I sure hope they don't have to take me apart to get the bean out. That would hurt."
The ER doctor tried several ways to get the bean out, but was unsuccessful. By this point the bean was pushed up against Liam's ear drum and was causing pain. The only thing that seemed to calm Liam down was when I sang, "Jesus Loves Me." He asked me to sing it over and over again. The ER doctor suggested that we go to the ENT surgery center at Lutheran Hospital. Because it was Sunday, and Liam's condition was not medically urgent, they sent us home.
Liam fell asleep on the way home from the ER. He slept from 5pm-7pm. When he woke up we made him eat a large supper and drink lots of water, since he couldn't have anything to eat or drink after midnight. Liam complained of ear pain most of the night. I think he finally fell asleep between 1-2am (not really sure, since I was in a fog at that point). We had to wake him up at 8am and head to the hospital.
We checked into the hospital at 8:45am. The doctor tried to look in Liam's ear, but he wasn't too fond of doctors at that point. They decided sedation was the best way to get it out. We went over Liam's heart condition to make sure sedation would be alright. Then, they pulled him off of me and took him back to the surgery room. That was the hardest part. I could tell he was scared. He went back at 9:42am and at 9:47am the doctor came out to talk to me. He said the bean was pushed up against his ear drum and had bruised it, but it should heal in 1-2 days and he didn't think there was any permanent damage. The nurse took me back to the recovery room. Liam was out cold and the nurse couldn't wake him up. I leaned over and said his name and he sat straight up and said, "Mom, I'm so confused!" Then, he proceeded to talk, and talk, and talk. He had a crowd of nurses listening to his stories. I think he would have stayed there all day if I had let him. Liam is the funniest kid on anesthesia. When Lilly was on anesthesia, she cried all day. Liam had the exact opposite reaction. He was a ham. I'm sure he made an impression. In fact, an older lady stopped me in the waiting room to tell me what a delight it was to talk to Liam in the waiting room. The nurse gave him the popsicle they promised him and the bean in a case as a souvenir, and we headed home to get Lilly. She got to play with her Koehlinger cousins. By the time we got home at 11:30am, Liam was starving, and was ready to get on with life as usual. I pray that this is an isolated incident. I think Liam learned his lesson the hard way.
