Update:
While we had a 4:40am alarm, traffic was easy, parking was a breeze, and we beat the 5:50am rush of other patients arriving at the day sirgery unit.
We had a short wait in the Welcome Lounge, but spent most of the time from 6:10ish doing admin, RAT test, and getting changed.
With a neurodivergent teen with anxiety and depression, I was glad they had very limited quiet time to think (aka worry). The teen’s psych had recommended we push the disability card to get them first on the list so they wouldn’t work themselves up.
We saw the doc shortly before 7:30, anaesthetist after that. We were amused the doc wrote in nikko on the correct leg. We joked we were going to write “not dis knee” on the good one.
Surgery done by 8, teen asking for me in recovery just before 9. Teen insisted on me taking a photo and messaging my family group chat. She had no memory of this a while later.
(“Tell me when to open my eyes Mum, because I can’t keep them open”)
Home shortly after 12, and the Teen’s been making lego, watching Disney movies and lazing around.
Walked a nlock up the road to get ice cream tonight & now need some pain killers. Otherwise in very good spirits.