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One Day at a Time....

Dania seems to be feeling worse today. Last night was a hard night for her; she woke frequently with pain in her mouth (not to mention her mean mommy woke her every 4 hours for yucky, ouchy medicine). She is right on track with what is considered normal progress, though, according to the nurse at the surgery center (naturally, I called first thing this morning to find out if I should panic... you know, more than I was already panicking).

I'm going to need more coffee.

Unfortunately for Dania, things will get a lot worse before they get better. The nurse indicated that things should go from bad to worse right about now or very soon as scabs begin to fall off and her ears begin to hurt. All of this is normal, I am assured, but it is my job to keep Dania as comfortable as possible, and I am about as frazzled as I can stand.

This, too, shall pass.

I keep reminding myself that I was worried that she wouldn't even survive the surgery, and that does help quite a bit in dealing with the whining, hitting, crying, and general irritability of Dania. For such a little thing, she has a BIG personality.

So, in the grand scheme of things, we are happy and healthy. To those who can handle true honesty without casting stones, we are hanging by a few threads. We are going to head over to the grocery store to buy some SUGARY gum (no aspirin, which includes aspartame, for 2 weeks following surgery) for her to chew, since the nurse said the chewing would help with ear pain and swelling (she actually asked if Dania likes gum or candy - ha!).

If you happen to think of us today, please say a prayer for our little girl... the worst is apparently yet to come. {sigh}

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