We started out the day at 6 AM, we headed to Wolfson's to get checked in for surgery. I did a major no-no and gave her water up until then. I guess I was only half listening when they said I could give her water, I never heard them say up until 4 hours before surgery. So every person we spoke to asked us when she had liquids last, EVERY SINGLE PERSON. I am such a rule follower that I felt like I was just getting it rubbed in my face that I was a horrible mother. I know that they usually ask it no matter what, but when you do something wrong the last thing you want to do is have to explain it to 5 different people, 5 different times.
|Here is Addi in the waiting room, still drinking water. OOPS!|
Once we got back to the surgery waiting area, they held us a little longer than planned, since my big uh-oh with the water. They gave her "happy juice", basically making her drunk. The nurse said she is not going to like the taste of this, but Addi LOVED it and wanted more. She was so hungry, poor baby.
|Our little drunk baby.|
|My poor red and swollen baby girl.|
Addi would get woken up for vitals, it was so frustrating. She would finally fall asleep and they would burst in the room and mess with her. So we would have to calm her all over again. We took it as our change to get her to drink fluids. She was such a tropper. So groggy, but so cute!
|You can see how tired we both look, it was a rough night.|