My baby's surgery went really well this morning (though I think she'd beg to differ). We're home already, she seems to be feeling almost back to normal and I'm incredibly grateful that this was as simple as we had hoped. Thanks for your kind words and thoughts, they did help.
(I'm particularly grateful to the awesome pediatric nurses who, upon hearing what my daughter's favorite song is, immediately burst into "Beat It," despite the fact that it's a ditty about gang violence sung by a pedophile.)
My weight... HOLY COW, people. 213.8 this morning, up two and a half pounds from yesterday and FIVE pounds from my recent low. But I know I didn't eat badly yesterday and my period is due any minute now, so I can't get too worked up about it. This too will pass.
