As far as we can tell everything went like clockwork at the hospital today. Got home around 1 o'clock this afternoon, no post op problems.
The L&D nurses at Providence are the kindest, best people. Turns out I had the same nurse today as I had almost two years ago for the first D&C, lovely woman. They were all so appropriately sympathetic and sensitive. Can't express enough how much that meant to me--having the right words at the right time when grieving is a balm to the soul. God Bless nurses everywhere. Gotta send them a card.
I've mostly slept since, almost face planted in my dinner, will be going back to bed as soon as I'm done here.
DH and DD are doing OK. DD doesn't really "know" what's going on, though I think she may suspect something close to the truth at this point--so much was said around her, obliquely or not, that I can't imagine she doesn't know on some level some of what happened. She's not the oblivious child I was. But she was good as gold through the whole thing. DH is so stoic, it's hard to tell whether he's doing OK or not. Right now he's in lets-take-care-of-you-girls mode.
So back to Mansfield Park until my eyes close. I'll deal with the rest later.
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