I'd actually been pushing for this surgery for the last year. I'd noticed Vince's speech and hearing were delayed, and repeatedly requested a specialist's attention. My pediatrician kept pushing it off, thinking Vince would grow out of it and assuring me my expectations were simply "too high."
Little did she know I wasn't "expecting" him to be rambling off the Declaration of Independence at the 18 months. I simply expected him to be on - or about - the level of his peers. Vince was far from it, and after scheduling his hearing tests myself, I got the independent validation I was looking for.
Vince had incredible amounts of fluid behind his ear drum which was blocking any real sound waves to reverberate properly for hearing. As a result, Vince was running around half deaf for about a year. I knew he needed tubes (something my younger sister had gotten as a kid), and pushed aggressively for them to accept him as a candidate. They refused, wanting to do "more tests" to confirm that which I had already known.
So I pushed to have the tests done as soon as possible (since every week he spent half deaf was another week he spent widening the verbal gap he experienced with the rest of his peers). Finally, I got into the office of an ENT who requested the surgery immediately upon seeing the results of his previous tests. FINALLY - to have that validation from a professional ENT... I wanted to wave that paperwork in the face of the pediatricians who kept pushing me off as an overly paranoid / expectant mother. Grrrrr...
Anyway, today was the day of the surgery. Thankfully, it went very well and extremely fast (thank you, all, for your prayers. I have no doubt the Lord guided the doctor's hands well), and with the exception of Vince coming out of the anesthesia, everything went incredibly smooth.
So moral of the story - never stop fighting for your kids. As parents, you do know best, even when facing an uphill battle against the "professionals." I have no doubt that once Vince heals from this surgery, he'll be picking up speech in no-time. Thank you, God, for finally opening the door for us. Also, thank you for being with me every step of the way, forging a strength in me I never thought possible.