Jesee's Surgery

Billy and I went out to Salt Lake, Monday night. We got to our hotel at 11pm. Jesee decided she did not want to go to bed because she slept most of the way to the city. I think she finally fell asleep around 2 or 3 in the morning. I had the alarm set for 4:30 so I could get ready. Of course Jesee decided she wanted to get up while I was getting ready. She was not a happy camper because she really wanted her bottle. Poor baby, we felt so bad, Billy was wanting to give in and give her a tiny bit. I told him absolutely not. He is quite the softie with the baby.

We got to Primary Children's Medical Center at 6am. We got checked in and Jesee made a new friend. There was a little girl about 3 or 4 who wanted to play with Jesee. Jesee liked her shirt. It was soft like her blankey's, so she kept grabbing the girl and putting her face on her shirt. It was cute, but Jesee would not leave the poor girl alone after that. I don't really think she minded. Her parents seemed to have most of their attention on their baby whom I assume had the appointment.

Jesee did really good for all the preparations. We finally got to wait in the pre-surgery waiting room. There were a lot of toys to play with. And a barrier wall to lock the kids in with the toys. That was nice for part of the wait. I kept having to chase her down the halls or in the waiting room. She can't hold still for very long.

A nurse came and took us into the hall and told us what to expect and then they took Jesee from me and away they went. It was really hard for me to let her go. I wanted to see them put her to sleep, at least. I understand they have their policy's. When she came out of surgery she was put in a room to come out of the anesthesia. By the time I got back in there she was already awake and a nurse was holding her. She had been crying. I held her for a few minutes and then we got to go into the post op waiting room. They said that both Billy and I could be in that room and wait for her to go home. The nurse went to go find Billy in the waiting room and I waited and waited for him to come back and he never did. I heard them page Jesee's family to the recovery room, but Billy was at the end of the hall waiting to hear something so he could go back. Just as they were letting us get ready to leave Billy called from his cell that barely let him make the call because the battery was dead. I felt really bad that he didn't get to be there for Jesee's recovery.