of it. It was a bit traumatic for both of us, though more so, I am
sure, for him. I may write more about it later.
One upsetting thing was this: They made us wait in the "operating
room" a very long time. Piano Boy, who hadn't been too nervous before
this, got more and more nervous waiting. It didn't help that the
instruments of torture were laid out there for him to see. It also
didn't help that we had been reading The Eye, the Ear and The Arm, by
Nancy Farmer, and a boy his age was strapped to a chair and
instruments of torture were arranged on a tray for him to see.
This was not the worst of it, but it is all I feel up to writing about