Friday, May 11, 2007


Little Warrior yelled, exactly 1/2 a second after waking up from anesthesia.

"Yes, LW, you're done."

All morning, as they prepped her for scans, she kept asking. "None? None?"

No honey, we're not done yet.

After get pulse-oxed and blood-pressured ... "None?" After getting an IV put in ... "None?" As they began giving her the propofol, it stopped being a question. "None!" "None!"

So after getting fully awake, nursing, and being released, she asked again, gently.

"None?" she almost whispered.

Yes, baby. We're done. We're going home.

All went fine. Results Monday.


Nancy said...

It's so hard to watch your little one go through heart ached reading what you wrote because I have stood by Erik's side as he had his heart examined twice now and will again in October. They seem so small and vulnerable...

I'm praying for good news soon!

Christine Robinson said...

Thinking about you today, LE, and praying that in a few years you'll tell this story to a 6 year old who won't remember a bit of it.