Kintropy In Action

Monday was Hannah's second trache hole closer surgery. She was amazing. She didn't complain as we headed to the hospital. She was calm waiting to check in. In the day surgery room we share with other weeping and disoriented kids, she played the princess. She wanted singing. She knew we had  her portable DVD, and she wanted to watch her Hannah Montana concert DVD not whatever was on PBS. Robert and I, her courtiers, complied.

She was given the relaxation medication before heading down to surgery. Her balance became precarious and she fought laying down. By the time we reached the pre- operation room, her eyes were glassy as she was checking out her hands. The surgeon laughed. "You were given something Hannah, I don't think I've ever seen you that still."

The surgery was quicker then expected. That was new for us, and after thirty minutes, I was called to the recovery room. I was informed that she breathed for herself throughout the surgery. I was so proud. She was waking and her voice was clearer with the trache hole closed. She woke agitated. They put her in my lap to calm her down. Between my singing, her Mp3 player, and the pain medication she was happy.

The nurses enjoyed her player and asked me to turn it up. Within twenty minutes Hannah, was sitting upright in her bed wiggly her head. This is how she dances. Every now and then she said "Go Out."

I think it is one of our fastest surgery trips.

--Mom

P.S. The doctor mentioned it took a bit to get the IV in.