As Angelee came out of the anesthesia, she was fussy - but only for a moment until she'd fall asleep again. When she really started to wake up, she looked around, looked at me, looked hard at the bed, and fiercely said, "Down!" She noticed the despised oxygen monitor strapped to her big toe, stuck it up in the air, and demanded, "Off!" Yup, she's back!
When I left the hospital later this afternoon, she was drinking all the apple juice she could get her hands on, stealing Daddy's slushies, and watching Enchanted. She likes to hold his hand, and still freezes up when strangers enter the room. She's talking and moving around in her crib, and told me in no uncertain terms that she had an owie on her head. Poor little sweet girl. It's such a relief to be done with the surgery, and have her awake and alert again. It is so much better than the last time!
They said she could be going home as soon as Saturday. Wow. A huge thanks goes out to Dr. Riva-Cambrin and all the wonderful people at Primary Children's Medical Center who put our little girl back together again today.