whew! It was actually fairly painless, this root-canal stuff on a 16-month old. The most difficult part was actually the drive there and back - about an hour and a half each way. Mama and Daddy-o were exhausted - I drove halfway back after it was frightfully evident that Andy wouldn't stay awake.
Abba has a brand new white front tooth. She was a little fussy when she woke up because of the IV port in her hand, but once that was removed she was fine. She was hungry as a bear, too, as she hadn't been allowed to have anything to eat since the night before at midnight.
I entertained Hannah by letting her go up and down the escalators eight times - they were in a less-crowded part of the hospital and it was a nice diversion. I can't say enough about how professional, courteous and friendly the staff was. We were at Roanoke Memorial (Carillion) and from the nurses, to the anesthetist, the doctor, the janitors, the folks in the cafeteria...everyone was great. It is a HUGE facility, but we managed to find our way around alright.
Well, I gotta get suppah on. Its lazy and low-nutrition pigs in blankets with baked beans. We're all having an early bedtime - we'll hit it again tomorrow.
Well, thanks for keeping us in your thoughts and prayers.