surgery

Best Moment in the Recovery Room

~ Bon Steele ~ 3 Comments

After she had been wheeled back, pale and shivering she was suddenly a tiny girl again.  I couldn’t help it. I fussed. 
Finally, she said: 

"Mom. If there was something wrong, I would yell. There’s nothing wrong with my lungs."

 

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~ Bon Steele ~ 10 Comments

Tomorrow is Summer’s eye surgery. The center is going to call me at some point today to let me know the exact time – although we do know it will most likely be in the afternoon. 
She is acting out – just a bit – as she is nervous about the procedure. Hell, I am acting out just a bit as I am nervous about the procedure. General anesthesia for your eleven year old kid is not a joke. So many things could go wrong. The likelihood is extremely high that they won’t, of course. I am told that this a standard surgery; it is done all the time. 
But still. 
That is my Girlie that you are going to render unconscious with chemicals through a vein in her arm. So, don’t fuck it up.  This entry was originally posted at http://triplemare.dreamwidth.org/384908.html.You can comment there using OpenID or by getting your own account.