Breena had her out patient dental work done this morning. She couldn't have anything to eat or drink after midnight. Remember her appointment was at 10:45. I got her up for one last drink, that was an experience. She really can sleep deeply. She got up around 1 a.m. So I got up with her, we layed on the couch together and watched Meet the Robinson's. She stayed awake for the entire show, then went back to bed. She slept in until almost 10 a.m. The first thing out of her mouth is "I'm hungry" I am so glad she didn't get up early. 
When we arrived at the hospital she claimed it wasn't as scary as she thought. All she has been talking about is not wanting a shot in her tongue. They had her change into the cutest kiddie jammies. They reminded me of the ones she wore when she had tubes put in her ears at 16 months. We colored and talked until they were ready for her, the doctor, nurse, and anesthesiologist all explained what would happen, she walked away with them calmly. When she returned I had prepped for the worst, little kids sometimes have a hard time coming out of the anesthesia, when she was 16 months she cried, whined, wiggled, hit, and was completely inconsolable. 
They brought her in, she was sleeping, then she opened her eyes, smiled and went back to sleep. She was an angel the entire time. She colored and talked to me. She had an iv in her foot because they couldn't get the vein in her hand to work, her adorable face was swollen, and her lips were nice and plump. The neighboring boys family wasn't so fortunate, I don't know how old he was but he sounded about Trever's age. He was yelling, screaming, throwing, calling everyone on the room all sorts of inappropriate names, and threatening to hurt and kill. Breena would look at me with big eyes and say that wasn't nice. I am so glad things went well, and expensive lesson to learn on flossing.
When we arrived at the hospital she claimed it wasn't as scary as she thought. All she has been talking about is not wanting a shot in her tongue. They had her change into the cutest kiddie jammies. They reminded me of the ones she wore when she had tubes put in her ears at 16 months. We colored and talked until they were ready for her, the doctor, nurse, and anesthesiologist all explained what would happen, she walked away with them calmly. When she returned I had prepped for the worst, little kids sometimes have a hard time coming out of the anesthesia, when she was 16 months she cried, whined, wiggled, hit, and was completely inconsolable. They brought her in, she was sleeping, then she opened her eyes, smiled and went back to sleep. She was an angel the entire time. She colored and talked to me. She had an iv in her foot because they couldn't get the vein in her hand to work, her adorable face was swollen, and her lips were nice and plump. The neighboring boys family wasn't so fortunate, I don't know how old he was but he sounded about Trever's age. He was yelling, screaming, throwing, calling everyone on the room all sorts of inappropriate names, and threatening to hurt and kill. Breena would look at me with big eyes and say that wasn't nice. I am so glad things went well, and expensive lesson to learn on flossing.
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She is such a doll! I am so glad that wshe had a wonderful experance! Give her BIG hugs fr me I should come see her and paint her nails we know how she like that! LOL
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