Hannah’s surgery day went very well. We checked in at Egleston at 6AM and got settled into the pre-op room. The nurse took her vital signs, and we talked to the anesthesia nurse. Two of our ministers from church came in to pray and talk to us, then Grandma, Grandaddy, and Aunt Dianne came in to play with Hannah and keep her happy and distracted. At 6:50, the anesthesia nurse gave Hannah medicine to make her feel loopy, so she wouldn’t mind the separation. I asked if I could have a shot and was denied! At 7:15, we took her down to the OR holding room to wait our turn and at 7:30, they took her back. I knew I would cry. It was so hard to let her go, but we had done this before, and I knew she would be fine. She was in Dr. Todd’s capable hands and especially God’s hands.
At 8:40 we got our first update call from the OR nurse saying Hannah was doing fine and the surgery was underway. An hour later, she called again to say that Hannah was doing great. We sat in the waiting room talking and praying and trying to keep it together knowing what Hannah was enduring in the same building. At 10:50 the nurse called again to say that the implant was fully inserted, and Dr. Todd had about an hour to go to complete the surgery. I couldn’t believe it! I had been prepared for a 5 and a half hour surgery like Belle had a year earlier. Hannah’s anatomy was apparently different, and the surgery only took 4 hours!