The following morning, Reagan had a quick surgery to drain the abscess. I would love to say that she was a trooper through it all but really she was a feisty little thing. Ryan nicknamed her "The Diva of the 9th Floor". Yes, it was bad. The recovery room nurse said she was crying before she even woke up! I told people that Children's should at least have a bar that parents can escape tofor just a bit. I can't imagine what all the other parents are going through whose poor kids are there indefinitely.
Lucky for us though, we were outta there after two nights!
Daddy wanted to make a Mr Potato Head too....
...but he wanted a re-do on Reagan's face. HA!
She was a little freaked out with the ambulance. She was fine once we got inside though.
Big brother brought her balloons the next day though:-)
Poor baby girl:-(
Hunter loved the view!!
The resilience of kids never ceases to amaze me. We went home Friday morning and when we got out of the car, Reagan went running as fast as she could to Hunter and they just started playing! It would have taken me weeks to recover!!








