update

So, Chloe’s procedure went well yesterday morning, and took all of ten minutes (after waiting an hour for the doctor to arrive at the surgery center…).  Turns out, she had mostly gotten the crayon out on her own, and all they had to suction out was some Crayola-colored mucous.  She was a bear after waking up from the gas and went into hysterics every time someone dressed in scrubs came within twenty feet of her.  She slept all the way home, though, and was her old self again soon after. 

I’d meant to write more, but I’ve got a sleeping baby on my arm and I’m not too great at one handed typing.