I'm not sure who was more scared about today's procedure; me for knowing what was about to happen or Mia for not having a clue what was going on. We had to be at the Surgery Center by 7:45am for an 8:30 surgery. We only had to wait minutes in the waiting room and I had to fork over $213 dollars that I really don't have right now. They had me remove her shirt, socks, and shoes and that really upset her. She didn't like the mini hospital gown so that came off within minutes. When the nurse took away her clothes to guard, Mia got upset and kept trying to tell on the nurse that took them. She does the same thing in the house when Jose or I discipline her, she runs off to the other parent to "tattle-tell". Mia was taken away crying and reaching out for me so of course I spent the next hour in the waiting room feeling sick to my stomach with worry.

Dr. Rex came out to see me and explained what they had done. Mia now has 8 crowns in her mouth and they "shaved" her bottom teeth so they now look like they have big gaps between them. The front four crowns have porcelain on the fronts to look less obvious. Now Erika and Mia have one more thing in common. My stomach was in knots remembering how Erika was when she came out of the same surgery. She was confused and crying and kicking and it had been such a tramautic experience for me because I hadn't been expecting it. When they brought me back, the nurse was holding Mia and she was still drowsy and confused but not crying. I settled into the chair and just held Mia and waited for her to wake up. She had the hospital gown on again, one sock was missing, and now she had an oxygen monitor on her big toe. There was an IV in her left hand and her mouth was pretty swollen.

Mia surprised all of us though. It took her another half hour to wake up but she did so nice and slowly. Mia barely made a fuss at all. Her biggest concern was getting the hospital gown off of her once again and putting her own clothes back on. The nurse Jenna was absolutely fabulous and so patient with Mia's little requests and demands. Mia ended up with a popsicle, cup of apple juice, and a cup of water and she kept rotating through all of them. A complete angel with no screaming or crying, we were so lucky this time around. I was able to call Jose to pick us up at 11am which was a little ahead of schedule but they said she was doing really well. When we got her home, she slept off and on for a big part of the afternoon but they said she'd had the effects of the drugs in her system for awhile. I gave her one dose of children's Motrin to help ease the pain she might have been feeling in her mouth.