...but maybe not anymore.
Today the anesthesiologists at Stanford were supposed to call to take Kara's history and let us know when to arrive for her surgery tomorrow. We received no such call. After waiting until a little after 6:00 pm, I decided to call myself. The ortho clinic was closed, so I spoke to an operator who transferred me to the Operating Room scheduling. Apparently Kara is scheduled nowhere - neither at the children's hospital nor main facility.
So when is Kara's surgery? We have no idea. But her condition is technically an emergency, so we are not happy. The clinic opens tomorrow morning at 8 am, so hopefully we will find some answers then, and maybe even get her squeezed in tomorrow. We have a hotel reservation for tomorrow night, and my mother and I have said we won't be coming in to work. To prepare for the possibility that Kara will be able to have her operation tomorrow, we are giving her a chlorhexidine gluconate bath and won't be feeding her.
Stanford, you dropped the ball on this one.
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