We were starting to get nervous by 3:30 this afternoon and no one was calling back to tell us that Anni's done with surgery. It took another hour when we got a call that they're almost finished with her and that the surgery went very well but it wasn't until about 6:30 that we were able to get our first glimpse of Anni as she was wheeled out of Recovery to the ICU. We were a bit shocked. She looked like a blowfish with Fat Albert lips! (Just kidding Anni...)
The anaesthetist, Dr. Domsky, stopped in late tonight and assured me that this happens to everyone who undergoes that long a surgery on their stomach. Colter was surprisingly more distraught about seeing Anni in this condition. I guess he really does love his sister. Poor baby boy...we love you!
Of course, she's still our girl and we don't mind any photo-ops with the little puppy no matter how she's looking. On the plus side, Nurse Katie just came in, turned the offending beeping off and told me that Anni's on very little oxygen now which is a good thing. She's healthy. Strong as an ox. She's only pushed her "pain button" once tonight. Except, I wish I didn't keep getting up from this cot and giving Anni ice chips every time she wakes up...which is often. All this medical equipment, tubes stuck to her up the ying-yang, and they couldn't design a simple automatic ice-chip dispenser. Geez...
Beautiful family. Leaving this morning for the long trip home. Anni, best wishes for a fast recovery.