Dreading tomorrow

The big Emma is scheduled to have her tonsils out tomorrow morning. I am pretty darn nervous about it. I've tried to do my best in not showing that to her though. She had to get a pre-op blood draw on Monday and sailed through that like a champ. It helped that I opened up a gift bag with a Rapunzel blanket right at the moment the tech stuck her :)

Being the smart little cookie she is, she asked me if they have to cut her tonsils out with something sharp. So I, of course, lied my butt off saying that, "No, there's nothing sharp at all. They use some special tonsil removing tool."

I told her she would be totally asleep when they did it and she wouldn't remember it. She very matter of factly said that she is not good at sleeping (truer have never been spoken). I told her I promised that this special medicine would make sure she was asleep.

I will be feeling a lot better tomorrow afternoon when it's all over and she's home resting! Until then...