Hospital Day

Friday was moma's surgery. This is hopefully the beginning of the end for all of her cancer troubles. She has been giving the cancer a run for its money and this was the day to hopefully remove it for good. We started out at the hospital at 9am. Her surgery was scheduled to start at 11. We were a little surprised by the hospital waiting room. We thought going in that it was only going to be me, Krissy, and daddy waiting. We were pleasantly surprised to walk into the waiting room to see Aunt Cathy there and waiting already. Shortly after Aunt Colleen, Aunt Laura, Pawpaw, Aunt Patricia, and Aunt Linda all showed up. Later in the day came Aunt Trina, Aunt Brenda and Uncle EJ. (I really hope I remembered everyone; it was a really long day, please don't have your feelings hurt if I left you out). We loved that so many people came by to show their support. And we know those of you that didn't, you were there in spirit and prayers. We know that we have the best support system in the entire world made up of the best friends and family anyone could ask for. They took her back to preop at 10 and didn't actually start her surgery until right at 12:30. They surgery suite was a little behind. Its ok though, once they got started, they notified us every hour to give us an update. Everything was progressing well and going as scheduled. They finally came out about 5 and told us she was finished and everything looked good. She stayed in postop about an hour and then they got her to her room. Once moma got in her room, she started feeling bad. She was white and queasy and feeling very claustrophobic. So Krissy and I did what we thought should be done, we sent everyone away. Without seeing her. We felt awful about it because they had stayed and been with us all day and now we weren't even letting them see her. I hope they all understood. We were just trying to look out for moma at that point. Once the night grew on though, she started feeling much better. Krissy and I decided we weren't going anywhere and we knew daddy needed sleep so we kicked him out and we had a girls night at the hospital. Daddy wasn't very happy about it but moma needed someone there who would wake up if something happened and we all know daddy sleeps like a rock. The next morning we left after daddy came in and by that time moma was great. She was up, they had already removed her iv and she had already made her first trip out of the bed. Daddy stayed the next night with her and then she was free to come home. They woke up bright and early Sunday morning and headed home. Hopefully moma is on the better side of things now with only good to come.