By now you should've somehow realized what you gotta do

My alarm went off at 515 this morning. I got up, got ready, got the hubs up and then went to get pip up. She really isn't a morning person. I mean, she's get mother's daughter for sure! She'll Sleep until 8 if not later if we'd let her. I love sleep, too.

Everyone was in the car by 545. Alek was at pop's overnight so he wouldn't be up so early for school. We headed to Pensacola. And with it being so early, we got there about 30 minutes early. So we took a longer route and got there with about ten minutes to spare.

Second to check in, and once we got checked in we got straight into the room for pre stuff. The nurse and I talked a bit about how this wasn't our first rodeo. She was sedated 3 times before this. Once for her first MRI and then for surgery day and then once again for cast change. So I wasn't worried(too much) about that. I was worried about how she'd do leaving us. And well, she did better than either of us expected. But then again it only takes under 30 seconds to be knocked out by the gas they give.

So at like 810 I strapped her into a little pink car with kitty it only took a little protesting, and she was pushed into one door while the hubs and I left out the other. I got teary eyed and about 5 minutes later the nurse came out and told us she did fine and they'd call us when they were done.

We went to the cafeteria to get food and ate while I informed everyone. By quarter of 9 we headed back to the waiting room to wait another hour. Little to our knowledge as soon as we sat down, my phone vibrated. They were done and we could go back to the recovery room.

She still needed to wake up on her own so we sat there and talked with the nurse. About a few things, pip being a preemie, our whole ordeal back then, and our hip journey so far. She woke up about 930 and immediately grabbed the oxygen mask and handed it to me. Then pulled at the oxygen monitor on her toe. The nurse removed that and the blood pressure cuff and of course Lainee's hand flew for the IV. I stopped her and she got mad, but I kept telling her the nurse would get it out soon. She did and wrapped gauze around her hand rather than a bandaid and Lainee wanted that off too.

By 945 we were back in the car and heading to get her some food. And to think that would have been about the time she'd be going in for registration. So glad we took the earlier offer. Now the next appointment will be on Wednesday. And the nurse brought up an interesting question... If he cuts her femur to shorten her left leg, what if the right leg grows longer later?

Hoping for quiet thoughts until then.

Not much longer..

Today(yesterday?), was interesting.. It all started with a phone call before I even got out of bed this morning.. last week I suspected that pip had an UTI. Her diapers started smelling really fowl and she cried "boo-boo" and pointed each time she peed. It was just over Christmas weekend, of course, on a Sunday. I loaded her up on cran-grape juice and who would have thought, the smell and her fussing went away for the most part. She complained a few times on Monday and so I got get an appointment.

Now, for a toddler who isn't potty trained, getting an urine sample meant catheterization. And the Dr didn't want to risk giving her an infection if she didn't have one and sent me home to get a urine sample via toilet. Pip is pretty ready to be potty trained.. but we have decided to wait until after this next cast. She shows interest in going, but never sits long enough so I thought this would be a pain and not easy to get. I was wrong. That same night we got a sample! The next day we took it to the lab.

This morning I got the phone call saying yes, she did have a uti. Cue the mini freak out, and the only question that pops into my head: "this won't affect her mri on Wednesday, right?" The answer was no, it shouldn't.

Our son also went back to vpk, so for the few hours he was there the hubs took me and pip shopping. She loved taking the escalator with daddy! We had both kids stay with my parents for a few hours to catch a much needed date day after that. We went for Mexican and then saw The Force Awakens. :) I loved it! While at lunch, I received a phone call from the nurse for the MRI. I thought it was to go over medical things.

Wrong! They wanted to switch her and an adult patient before her. Putting pip in earlier, fasting less, and getting done quicker. <Cue mental happy dance> I immediately called the nurse back and accepted. This also means getting up at 5am and making the hour drive over to get her checked in at 7. Oh well. She also takes up two time slots.. why? I'll have to ask. So she'll go back at 8, and we'll probably get to see her at 1030. So no hangry toddler running around at 10am!

I'm also going to bring up the fact that I want one of us to be with her until she falls asleep. She'll be anxious and possibly scared of the new people and place. And I'm sure she won't let anyone take her away from me while conscious! She barely lets the hubby do it. Haha. I'll also be asking the day of surgery for the hubs to accompany her until she's asleep. I would, but if it's anything like last time I'll be barely holding myself together.

So, here it is almost 3am and I'm starting to fret. :/

Making peace with all the hip dysplasia is a struggle, yo.

Soon, but not soon enough..

The holidays mean spending time with family, shopping, baking cookies.. not worrying about when or if the scheduling nurse will call. Today I played phone tag with her while we were, oddly enough, sitting right in front of the hospital. Pip's MRI is scheduled for January 6th. And then the follow up with the Dr on the 13th. I'm assuming surgery will be in the beginning of February.. we'll get to that when the appointment comes. At least the scheduling part is done. And I just have to worry about the no food or milk for 8 hours prior, and then nothing at all after 7am. She'll be cranky that's for sure. It'll be a while before she can eat/drink. Like why are you starving me mom!? :( it'll be tough.

Hopefully surgery will be first thing in the morning so it'll be a bit easier. So, I suppose I'll try to enjoy my holiday and tackle my nerves in two weeks. I'm just worried that my independent two year old will be a nightmare when her independance is taken away for a bit.. wish us luck!