81!

81 you say? Yes, that is Grace's oxygen level. BG (before Glenn procedure), she was satting in the 60s. Her chest x-ray was super great. We won't have to see our favorite cardio-thoracic surgeons until the next surgery. We'll miss them because they rocked. The good news is that Grace is feeling stronger and better and is actually walking without tiring and she's more active than ever. I think she feels less intimidated by Hope the dog. And she's sleeping through the night (knock on wood!)

The downside of the whole hospital thing is that the traumatic events have left some scars. Medical people make her scream. They can do something not painful like x-rays or taking weight and she screams. She also screams when I change her diaper and changing clothes and just holding a wet washcloth near her. She has also become very sensitive to the word "no" and "don't" even in a nice tone. She will burst into tears. She is okay sitting in the bathtub but not washing her hair or water falling down her back. However, I think with time, it'll all get better. We've weathered worse storms and the same battles and we've always survive and make lemonade out of lemons. I am just thrilled that Grace feels better.