Thursday, April 3, 2008

Burnin' the Midnight Oil

Okay, so it's not actually midnight, but it certainly feels like it. Dad went into surgery around 3:00 pm. Just after 5:30, Dr. Johnson called up to the room to let me know that it all went off without a hitch. By 8:00 pm, Dad was back in his room raising hell like always.

Right now, it's close to 10:00 pm and I'm sitting here waiting for the pain meds to kick in. I'm hoping he'll be able to get some sleep. That would be good for the both of us, however, I'm starting to lose hope. It's hard to see anyone in pain, but to see my dad...whoa! I don't think I was quite prepared for that. I'm used to the loopiness by now, but there was no pain involved. This is like torture. Granted, I'm happy to do it, but that doesn't mean it isn't difficult.

I'm exhausted, physically and emotionally. I'll rant on some more tomorrow, but I just wanted to give y'all an update and let you know the surgery was a success.


Clare said...

Hey hon, I've been trying to call for 2 days but it rings once and goes to VM. So I'm still praying and thinking about you and hopefully we can talk soon.

Jo said...

Sorry I missed your call last night. We were right in the middle of kinship. We did pray for you and your dad last night.

I'll try to call tonight when Adelle goes to bed.

Glad your dad's surgery went well.

Katy said...

I'm glad the surgery went well. I'm sorry you're burning the midnight oil! I hope you're getting some rest!