Don't make me angry...

Dilatation #8 was scheduled for today so Owen had no food from about 2am.

That started to make him very cranky as the day wore on until it seemed like he was either asleep or this impression of Red Hulk.

Despite promises of seeing the surgical team we waited and waited. Eventually around mid-afternoon we signed the consent form and Owen's favourite anaesthetist, Fiona came to visit and we were all set.
Except we weren't. Emergencies and complications meant that we were pushed back and ultimately delayed until tomorrow. Frustrating and felt like a bit of a wasted day -we could've gone out somewhere- but positive in the sense that he could be delayed.

Owen has delayed the emergency list himself in the past after all.