Here are pictures of when we first went back,
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her breathing treatment (she had a rough cough, so they did this before anesthesia)
and eating her popsicle after the surgery.
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She came out of anesthesia very calmly. In fact, she kept dozing off with the popsicle in her hand. She didn't like the i.v. being in her hand... but that was the extent of her irritation.
Jeff and I both talked to her a lot about what to expect, read books about tonsils and going to the hospital, and just did everything we could think of to get her prepared. I think that helped a lot... but her naturally calm demeanor definitely helped as well.