Day is done. All is well.

What a day. What a day. What a day.

Glad its done. This is the first time I've been able to sit and gather myself. I guess, unless you count running to WM for groceries after dinner sans kids. As you can see above the day started out ok. She looks in good spirits for getting up so early, right?

Here she is all drugged up. Versed is a crazy one. She was so brave though. She is getting ready to go into holding. Miss Ayla was able to take boo boo bunny with her which helped.

You can tell now she is a bit out of sorts. But, she didn't even whimper when they took her.

This is her once we got back.

Let's just say it was interesting.

She hated the feeling of being drugged up. She could barely hold up her head or open her eyes, but really wanted to. Oh man. We rocked, walked, sat, read, sang, tried to watch a movie... whatever it took to get her to chill out and realize she was ok.

We finally got her to reorient and were getting discharged. She got up and walked to the door and tripped on the leg of the bedside table and mashed her head on the other leg of the table. Seriously. When it rains, it pours.

It looked awful! Family pics tomorrow, too. Woo.

Tomorrow is another day. I am greatly looking forward to start new. The sunshine.

Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers. I definitely felt surrounded.