Gran Prepares For Surgery

Everyone got up early. Mama rushed to work at Toyota for an hour. Gran. Sunshine and Little Guy stopped by the dealership and picked her up. Then they headed to Dothan.

Gran had to go to the surgery center for pre-admission. She has melanoma again and the doctor has to remove it. Mama said they caught it early and Gran should be fine. Little Guy thinks it's all very scary.

The ladies at the reception desk gave Gran a number. After a little while, the lady at another desk called her number. The lady asked lots of questions. Mama helped Gran answer. The lady put a plastic bracelet on Gran's wrist. She didn't want Gran to forget her name or birth date.

Gran, Mama, Sunshine and Little Guy had barely got settled in the waiting room again when someone called Gran to the back. Little Guy and Sunshine went too. Little Guy wanted to stay close to Gran.

The first nurse took Gran's blood pressure and asked her a lot of questions. Gran had already answered them. She didn't complain when she answered them again.

Then someone else came in from anesthesiology. She went over the list of Gran's medicine -- again. The lady was very nice. Gran was worried because her heart rate dropped really low before her last surgery. It was to remove melanoma too. The lady reassured Gran and said they would monitor her closely to keep anything from happening. Little Guy felt better.

The only problem was that the lady wanted to draw some blood from Gran. The last time one of the nurses was ugly and made Gran cry. This time they sent in another nurse. She had a beautiful smile and was really friendly. Little Guy liked her right away.

Little Guy turned his head as she put the needle into Gran's arm. Gran didn't feel a thing. Unfortunately, the nurse didn't get any blood into the needle. Gran asked her to try again. This time it worked! She put a bandage on Gran's arm and they all waved goodbye.

Gran, Mama, Sunshine and Little Guy climbed into the car. It was time for lunch so Mama drove them to Burger King. Gran really likes Burger King. Little Guy and Sunshine like it too! And it has nothing to do with the crowns they get everytime they go.

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