She laid there patiently in recovery for hours...I truly mean hours upon hours waiting for the all clear to get mobile. When she said she had to go potty, we offered her a pull up and she refused. That little girl waited another hour plus to get the all clear so she could make her way to the bathroom. I can't imagine much of anything about today was comfortable for her and I hope her pain was managed well, but still she was so darn polite to everyone. Pleases and thank yous for all, even the nurse who came in every 15 minutes for pesky vitals. Her independence shining through insisting to feed herself once she realized that her lunch arrived while she was napping.
Olivia could be fearful of so many things but she looks forward to her blood draws and clinic appointments to say hi to "friends". She could make it a battle about taking her meds but she generally embraces them unless of course she's milking grandmas for sympathy. Instead she's generally a polite,