In what has been becoming more of a regular occurrence, Ari just had her seventh surgery. This one was a flexor tendon release and we tried to time it so she wouldn’t miss any pre-school time. She was such a trooper. I was able to go back with her to the operating room and she didn’t make a peep. I sang to her inappropriate lullabies from my childhood until she fell asleep. One rogue tear squeezed out from her eye before I left the room though and that broke my heart.
Ari uses the gurney as a slide.
Ari gets ready for surgery.
She bounced right back after the sedation and we came home a few hours after surgery with her legs casted into deadly weapons.
On our way home from the hospital, weapons on board.
Today (nine days later) Eddie brought her in to get her casts off. She was very happy to say goodbye to them. Last night she woke up every couple hours telling us that her legs hurt.
She wants the casts off please!
Stickers for being so good with her cast removal.
She was exhausted by the whole ordeal but still managed to be outrageously cute. Hope she gets a break on this for awhile.
All this bother makes me sleepy…
…so I nap.
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