Kellie has needed her tonsils out for a couple of years now.... I scheduled it a few months ago and she has refused to discuss it or acknowledge that it was going to happen.
We have promised prizes, goodies, favorite treats, anything... nothing made it ok...'DON'T TALK ABOUT IT' was all we got...
So, the dreaded time arrived. We let her choose where she wanted to eat for her 'last meal'....steak was the decision, but where? Too many choices...
Getting to surgery was awful.
She cried when I woke her up.
She cried when I made her get in the car.
She cried when they took us back to the pre op area.
She quit crying for a minute when they gave her a new soft ducky friend to go to surg. with her.
5 hours ago