Flying Colors

Little Miss Katie had tubes put in today. 

I actually think it was more traumatic for me than it was for her. (At least she got a popsicle when it was all over.)

She has long had a distrust of doctors but we have finally convinced her that doctors are very nice and really want to help us.

So...we got up early...got everyone ready and dropped off at the neighbor's to await the bus while we drove to the surgery center.

We got all gowned up and had some time to chill in the playroom.

Then they came to get us for the surgery.

Everything was going great until we hit the OR.

Katie knew immediately that this was not someplace she wanted to be and she lost it.

Oy vey.

Why the heck did I think I could do this?

She started flailing her arms and legs and screaming bloody murder.

They asked me to pin her down while they got the mask on her and put her under. She would not be consoled.

Even after she stopped struggling and was obviously under she continued to cry.

I really did not want to leave her while she was still crying, but the anesthesiologist said that she no longer knew I was there and that I should leave. It was so hard.

Seriously...what was I thinking?

But...she was done in less than 10 minutes and super chipper. No ill effects from being under.

The first thing she said was, "Dad, why are you talking so loud?"

lol! Her hearing test showed she had a temporary hearing loss...so we hope this means that too has been taken care of.

Now...our only hope means that she too will no longer be quite so LOUD.

Thank you for your thoughts and prayers.

I know it's only a minor surgery, but I still worried and it helped knowing you were thinking of us.

xo