For those of you that don't know, Reilly is not a fan of getting needles (poked, aka mosquitos) for any reason. We went to Children's today for her bloodwork, which she survived, without major incident. When the lab tech took out the tourniquet, Reilly was facing one way and gave her a look that, I am not exaggerating, gave the woman pause. Reilly then slowly turned her body completely 180 degrees from the way she was sitting, so that her back was to the lady. When we turned her around, she refused to speak and predictably, started fussing. Upon feeling the insertion, she screams, " I need a BAINDAID (spelled that way on purpose, because that is how she says it)". The lab tech says, "I remember you from upstairs! I got your bandaid baby." She obviously made an impression! She was glad to leave the room and promptly requested to leave the hospital as apparently, she was not interested in staying one second longer than required.
We are scheduled to see the Tulane Transplant team on Monday.
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