My general goal is to try to post a blog each weekday morning. We will see how often my life allows that, today it didn't.
My oldest daughter, Kennedy, had to have round 2 of some pretty significant oral surgery today. I just have to brag on her a little because she is a trooper. Surgery is scary no matter what age you are, but I imagine the age of 14 is just about the worst time you could have to deal with it. I mean, when one is younger, the parent can alleviate many fears and not reveal the entirety of what is going on until after it's over. I know that because Carter had to have a minor surgery when he was 3. Walk in the park, folks.
By the time one is an adult, they are likely to have some pretty good coping mechanisms in place and if nothing else the fear of being perceived as a wimp will probably help them to hold it together.
But, shoot coping with it as a teenager leaves you pretty much in the middle of those two. Your parents are less likely to try to sugar coat what's going down and you're less likely to believe them if they did. But, you still really are a kid, with all the fears and uncertainties that come along with it.
That being said, I have to say, she did awesome! Even coming out of the anesthesia was so much better than the first time, and that's the hard part. I'm proud of her. She's a great kid. :) And despite the temporary discomfort and frustration that she is dealing with right now, she's gonna have a great smile to show for it for the rest of her life. A great lesson in putting up with something tough for the short term to reap something worthwhile for the long term.
Wouldn't it be great if everyone could learn that lesson before they graduated high school? ;)