My only experience with a "live blog" is reading them on election nights. When I say election nights, I speak very broadly. For those who know me well, know that I am a politics junkie, and I find myself reading live blogs of election results in obscure congressional districts. I even got to the point once where I signed up for a "fantasy congress" league...but I digress.
I have had visions of handing Myla over to the doctors since we heard that she may require surgery. There were tears. There was anxiety, but she is in very good hands. We are held up here in the Ronald McDonald family waiting room on the cardiac floor at CHOP. They gave Myla some mild "happy" medicine through her tube and she went to sleep. The anesthesiologist, nurse anesthetist, nurse, Lindsey, and I wheeled her on her bed to the Cardiac OR and we gave her a kiss and they took her in. We then met with our surgeon, got a tour of the Cardiac Intensive Care Unit, and met up with rest of our family. Here we are. Drinking bad coffee and waiting for our first update at 9:30.
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