Monday, February 13, 2012
I write this post from the hospital where I had both my ovarian cancer surgeries. I write this from the same floor where I stayed after my surgery. But this time I am here as the caregiver and family member. I write this post from my husband's hospital room.
On Friday, he had emergency surgery for a hernia that contained a kinked bowel which caused a blockage. The surgery went well and he was able to avoid the complications to the bowel such as resection or colostomy that could have occurred.
This time I was the one waiting in the surgical waiting room watching the monitor for information about my husband. First it listed him in pre-op. Then the monitor showed he was in surgery. And the minutes ticked by and became hours. Then the monitor said he was in recovery and the surgeon came out to speak to me. The waiting room is same room Nick fondly calls the "fish tank" room. This time I am the one making the trips to the dining room on the 2nd floor. I am the one figuring out where the ice machine is. I never needed to know that before. I was the one worrying and pacing the floor. I was the one driving home alone.
It is not easy feeling so helpless. I just want to make things better.Being the caregiver is tough. Now I can appreciate how Nick felt when I had my surgeries. It is an emotional and tiring time.
Posting will be few and far between over the next few days.
Every Day is a Blessing! Blessed to have such a wonderful surgeon and his team taking care of my husband.