Saturday, July 08, 2006
July 8, 3:30pm
HAPPY BIRTHDAY J! what a way to spend the day....but we do have reasons to celebrate.
More thoughts from yesterday, surgery day:
We had a liaison person between us and the operating room bringing reports about every two hours, which helped, though it was hardly much more than, “everything’s going well and he’s stable.” Any word at all was welcome.
It was a day of text messages, phone calls, and e-mail; all of it hopeful and anxious and loving. The staff here has been wonderfully accommodating
Ten hours of surgery, another 2-3 hours in recovery, and we were finally able to see him in the intensive care unit around 10:00pm. He was awake and talking, groggy but all there. We told him about all the success the doctors reported, but will probably need to tell him again tomorrow. Thank God. Thank everyone who has sent their prayers and wishes his way.
The tensest moment came about four hours before the scheduled conclusion of surgery, and yet we were summoned for a consult with the doctor. We had the first knot in the stomach of the day. But all was well. It was only the first of the doctors, who was finished with his part, with time in his schedule to meet with us. In fact it was the best kind of news. He felt extremely confident that the cancer was totally removed with” clear margins” in all affected areas. What are the words we put here…how can we tell you what that felt like? It will go down as one of the most memorable moments in our lives.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY J! what a way to spend the day....but we do have reasons to celebrate.
More thoughts from yesterday, surgery day:
We had a liaison person between us and the operating room bringing reports about every two hours, which helped, though it was hardly much more than, “everything’s going well and he’s stable.” Any word at all was welcome.
It was a day of text messages, phone calls, and e-mail; all of it hopeful and anxious and loving. The staff here has been wonderfully accommodating
Ten hours of surgery, another 2-3 hours in recovery, and we were finally able to see him in the intensive care unit around 10:00pm. He was awake and talking, groggy but all there. We told him about all the success the doctors reported, but will probably need to tell him again tomorrow. Thank God. Thank everyone who has sent their prayers and wishes his way.
The tensest moment came about four hours before the scheduled conclusion of surgery, and yet we were summoned for a consult with the doctor. We had the first knot in the stomach of the day. But all was well. It was only the first of the doctors, who was finished with his part, with time in his schedule to meet with us. In fact it was the best kind of news. He felt extremely confident that the cancer was totally removed with” clear margins” in all affected areas. What are the words we put here…how can we tell you what that felt like? It will go down as one of the most memorable moments in our lives.
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