Full Speed has been as brave as he possibly can be. The doctor told him that she was going to put music on in the OR so they could dance. He gave her a signature Full Speed smile (he thinks she’s cute).
Mad Dog and I are coping and getting along (sort of!). I held it together beautifully until they took Full Speed back to the OR. I almost completely lost it. I felt weepy, nauseous and just short of a panic attack.
Doing better now. We wait. That’s the only thing left to do.