The waiting room experience was nerve wracking, as expected, but thankfully, we didn't have to wait too long...just a little over an hour. And I was reminded yet again how lucky I am to be married to Jason--he was fantastic and, even though he was as nervous as me, he was great at calming me down and reminding me that all would be well.
She woke up pretty quickly in the recovery room, and surprised the nurses with how well-spoken she was coming out of anesthesia--when she opened her eyes, we all started asking her questions about how she was feeling and what she wanted to eat/drink...she just looked at us and said, "hold on please, everything is a little bit dark right now." The nurses thought that was a very good way to describe the initial wake up moments :)
She got popsicles after she woke up in recovery--this was, without a doubt, her favorite part of the day!
She was excited to get to ride in a wheelchair to the car, but was bummed that it didn't come home with us (when I went to take her out of her car seat, she asked me if I had gotten her wheelchair out for her...).
She's still a bit sore (that's going to take a few days to go away), so we've been hanging out on the couch a lot. Lots of movies and TV shows being watched. She's in good spirits, though, and the pain is minimal if she's being still. Of course, she wouldn't take my word on this yesterday...she had to get up and try walking to see how it felt. She made it 2 or 3 steps before asking me to carry her back to the couch. I think we'll try a few new activities today--maybe something crafty?
Thanks everyone for the good wishes and encouraging words during all of this. Keep them coming! We've now got to keep our independent, strong-willed, active little girl very still and calm for four weeks!
