The nightmare started with mommy & daddy being told yesterday that my G-Tube surgery had been moved up to 10:45am today. So the whole night you could tell everyone was nervous and would probably have trouble sleeping, but nobody ever said anything about it. When we all woke up the next day, we got ready to head to the hospital. I told mommy & daddy that the G in G-Tube probably stands for glamorous, so I wanted to make sure to dress appropriately as to not embarrass myself among my fellow Glam-Tubers.
Thank you? Aunt Adria for the ridiculous outfit when I was born.
The glamorous, glamorous. Oh the flossy, flossy.
Oh yeah, so then I whispered back to daddy and told him reeeeeeeeeeeal softly, "Daddy I don't get it. If we go to a restaurant and order a steak, only to have the waiter bring out fish, we simply tell them they messed up the order and then they apologize and do what they can to fix it. They don't look at us crazy and then tell us to come back next week and they'll have our steak ready." Daddy then told me, "it's because we are considered customers in the restaurant industry and patients in the medical industry. And while waiters are trained to serve customers, some doctors are born to test patience, I mean patients, and some are born to help them." To which I reminded daddy that every time we go to a restaurant we always tip the waiter and maybe we should have left a tip for this doctor. Daddy giggled and said, how's this for a tip...whatever that means.
After my GI photo shoot, my Dr. McSteamy told me that he & Dr. Minifee were able to get me on the surgery schedule for tomorrow, well technically today since it's already 1am. I'd never met Dr. Minifee until tonight, well last night, but he's really nice and seems very intelligent. He is the surgeon who will be Glammerizing me and I'm pretty sure he went out of his way to meet me last night around 10:45pm as to get my patient/surgeon consult out of the way prior to my surgery tomorrow afternoon. Not too many doctors would do that so thank you Dr. Minifee and I can't wait to see you again tomorrow.
If there is a downside to how today turned out, it's that I'm still not feeding well so I'm having to stay in the hospital overnight with an IV in me so they can keep me hydrated for my surgery tomorrow. My less than one hour surgery, just turned into a few days at the hospital surgery. But it could be worse...I could be in prison...
|Lockup: Texas Children's|
|Trip Advisor gives it ****|
Is this really necessary at midnight? I liked
my room better.
When the nurse said inner tube, I thought she meant we
were all going back to Schlitterbahn. Not cool!