Surgery? Not yet....

This is so humiliating... but you know how Mom is about this stuff.  So we headed off to Primary's early this morning (I'm talking 5:00 a.m.) for my PDA closure.  By the time we get to the hospital it's 6:00. Of course we have to sit in the waiting room a little while, so by the time we get called back it's 7:00.  I'm STARVING at this point because the last time I ate was 6:00 the night before! But I never cried!  The nurse came to check my vitals and had Mom change me into this getup!  Well, she didn't like the way my lungs sounded, so she called in more staff.  After many people listened to my lungs, they gave Mom and Dad the option to continue on with surgery and take a few scary chances, or give me a prescription for antibiotics and reschedule.  After listening to the pros and cons, I'm so glad my parents chose to reschedule.  Not only so I could eat, but because I could have ended up in ICU fighting for my life if something went wrong.  I know my parents love me!  I'll be back to PCH February 5th to try again.  I'm not too thrilled about the hospital clothes, but I am ready to be healthy!  Thanks for your prayers!