It was a traumatic day for my little girl. It turns out that the person who put in the right chest tube stitched it in super tight. It was incredibly painful for Grace when Kara was trying to get it out and now when any doctors or nurses approach her, she screams this terrified scream. It's one of panic and sheer terror. I can't even calm her down with bubbles, lollipop song (her favorite) or hugs and kisses. It breaks my heart. I'm so scared for her tomorrow if she gets out the second chest tube how she's going to do. She let people do whatever they wanted to do to her before but now that this has happened, it's like we're back to square one of the fear. I can't blame her. I wish I could pick her up and hold her close but those dreadful tubes don't allow it. Just say a prayer for my girl that tomorrow will be a good and less stressful and painful day and that today will be a distant memory for her.