Here she is -- ready to 'break out'.  They do the crepe paper across the door, so that it is a 'coming out into the world' type of thing.  Course, there were about 8 or 9 people standing on the other side of the doors, with cans of silly string, waiting to get her! <G>  In all fairness though, they *did* give her a can as well...
They asked Shay what she wanted at her party -- some kids have pizza, some have cake, some have burgers.  She wanted cake -- so she got it.  They had ordered one for yesterday but when she didn't break out, the nurses ate it <G>.  They accused Shay of making them fat.
Katie, the child life specialist,who set up the party.  She is the one Shay blasted with the syringe full of water.
Paula, Shay's Physical Therapist (or Terrorist, as she is fondly known around the hospital).  She was a riot - although a klutz.  She slammed her thumb in Shay's door and taught her how to lose at gin.
Shay and Doctor Gretchen Eames -- our lifesaver.  She is wonderful -- I can't say enough good things about her.  Oh, and she has *really* good aim with a can of Silly String! <G>
Looking through her 'loot'.  She has some very interesting makeup now... <G>
Relaxing and having fun.  This is the best picture I could find to end on...  That smile makes it all worth it.

Shay, I love you...