Due to an emergency surgery and another surgery that took longer than expected, Peanut's procedure has been cancelled as of 3:45 pm. They'll call us back to reschedule. Everyone is very sorry, and we got a $10 gas card for our troubles.
Not that I am terribly disappointed that she is not the last surgery of the day on a Friday, but really, enough's enough. It's more frustrating, I think, because none of these cancellations are really anybody's fault. The doctor was in an accident, she got sick, someone else had some unfortunate calamity necessitating immediate surgery. I feel like I want to be pissed off at someone, but there isn't anyone it would be appropriate for. Which means, of course, it will end up being Big Daddy.
Peanut survived not eating just fine. We kept her up very late, going to Ella's Deli for chocolate ice cream and carousel rides around 10pm. She slept in, ate Jello for breakfast, and was an angel in the little room where we waited, dressing her stuffed llama up as the doctor and examining Mickey Mouse's leg. Less whiny that usual, actually. As soon as we were cancelled, she got chocolate, so at least for her, it wasn't a total waste of time.
Friday, August 18, 2006
No, I'm Not Kidding
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6 comments:
No! How absolutely frustrating.
I'm frustrated, and she's not my kid!
Oh No!! This is crazy! Do you get a "Express Pass" for the next time?
It has to suck that you and Big Daddy have to keep scheduling time off from work and keep preparing yourselves and Peanut for the surgery just to have it canceled over and over.
What a nightmare! Hopefully the next schedule will be for real, and more reasonable all around. Good luck.
It will be when it's meant to be. Just hang in there!
crap- at leat you got some ice cream. I love that deli!
Oh, I'm so sorry! I can't think of anything else to say that DOESN'T involve serious cussing. -- JB
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