The life and times of the Musical family, adjusting to post-cancer life in Pittsburgh
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
CT Scan: Stage Three
They finally came at 9:00. I kind of bitched-out our nurse after my last blog post, which wasn't great but was cathartic. The anaesthesiologist came, wheeled us down, and opened the room. The Boy FUH-LIPPED out.
There is nothing more heart-breaking than watching your screaming, hysterical child succumb to sedation. It just sucks.