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What has this country come to, eh?
Rachel had her adenoids removed this morning. Wimp that I am, I made sure Larry took the morning off in order to escort her to her outpatient surgery. And being squeamish, I didn't go into a lot of details with Rachel ahead of time about what would happen. Her takeaway being that she was going to get a LOT of ice cream after the "procedure," she was excited about getting in the car with Daddy early this morning. She reminded me of my childhood dog jumping happily into the car for a "ride," only to be driven to the much-hated veterinarian for shots or whatever.
Things went fine, however. She's back home and snoozing on the couch, her tummy full of frozen confections. She's refusing to take the pain meds, though. As luck would have it, I'll be out this evening at Knit Night. How smart of me to schedule the surgery for a Wednesday, I must say...
[Scooter Photo Credit: wiki-land]
[Ice Cream Photo Credit: whoateallthepies.tv]