Once we took him to the procedure room, he was clinging to me and screaming. Then it took a couple of failed tries in the right nostril, more cotton/lidocaine in the left nostril, and a final successful placement of the probe on that side. Sidenote: if you can avoid having to do a pH probe, I highly recommend avoiding it. Frankly, it sucks.
The "better" part is that Nolan calmed down while we were trying to place it and actually listened to the nurse practitioner telling him to swallow. He would cry, gulp, cry, gulp, and finally the probe was taped in place. We were done, and I could retrieve my boy from the
The nurse told him he could have three stickers for being such a good boy. She held up three fingers, and Nolan immediately brightened. He held up his fingers in a similar configuration and said, "This many?" She nodded, and he squealed with glee. THe traditional "three" used by most people is the sign language number for six. Of course, he raided the sticker box and took six stickers- the nursing staff cracked up once I explained the whole "six vs. three" thing.
It was an easy drive home, with no gagging or choking this time. The nurse practitioner pulled the probe up a bit, so it is not right on his gag reflex. Mighty nice of her, I might add.
We will return the probe tomorrow, and determine if Tuesday's supraglottoplasty surgery is a go/no-go for launch.