“Manly Man” had his out patient surgery early this morning. Things went well. “Manly Man” had injured his middle finger in a basketball game several months ago. The Doctor said it was worse than he originally thought, there was a lot of scaring in his finger. I asked if “manly man” would have full mobility of his finger, and the Doctor said “I truly don’t know” we will know more after healing and physical therapy. So only time will tell, so far since we have been home “manly man” has been keeping it elevated and is resting. Not too much pain as of yet.
One thing did happen. In out patient surgery, as the attending “family member” they don’t let you go back when the patient is being prepped for surgery. But they come and get the family member right after the patient is out of surgery (and is still sleeping). Well they failed to come get me. Surgery was at 8am, after a few hours I asked if there was any news on “manly man” and the nurse said “not yet”. By almost 11am, I was going nuts, my leg was shaking out of nervousness, I was trying to watch TV but was having a mini-heart attack thinking “that man went and had a heart attack on the table, I just know it”.
Finally by 11:30 they came and got me. There is “manly man” sitting there all smiles. I looked at the nurse and in my very non loving Christian behavior said “you did not come get me, No one came and got me…”. The nurse said, “Oh I am soo sorry, did you ask the nurse in the waiting room?”. I told her I did. She apologized. And I sat there by “manly man” trying to gain some sort of composure and keep ME from having the heart attack. I am sorry I lost patience, I really am not an ugly person (and to be honest I was not ugly here, but I sure FELT ugly and I know that is just as bad). This after I said I was going to release all my burdens to Jesus. Sigh…. I knew it was going to be a difficult week.
PS: I want to thank EVERYONE for their prayers and private emails and just the loving comments I have received. I can not begin to tell you how much those prayers and best wishes are carrying me. THANK YOU THANK YOU!!
WOW! I don’t blame you for being upset – even ugly! Glad all is well!
I would have lost it, too. My husband is having knee surgery in a few weeks and he doesn’t understand why I need to stay with him. (He has never had surgery, been sick, etc. Has no idea!) I hope tomorrow goes well for you. Go for steak or something tonight!
Melanie
Glad he’s okay and I’m praying for your surgery, LW. Hopefully I’ll go through the whole sympathy weight loss thing with you too.
Good to hear it went well! My last surgery I had complications and no one bothered to inform my poor hubby in the waiting room who expected to see me with the first hour. Instead, the nurses were going around telling the others who were waiting to see the doctor they were sorry for the delay and that a patient was having complications. That’s how hubby heard – well overheard. Kinda crazy…
Of course you were frantic. I would have been too. The nurses forget that something they see and deal with day in and day out is a BIG deal to you. And, in at least a little fairness to them, they really are overworked. My mother’s a nurse. I hear about it all the time. Still, it’s unfortunate this happened and you had to be so worried and upset.
I’m glad it went well for him.
Now. Your surgery. I know you’re apprehensive but you have a lot of us out here keeping you in our prayers. I wish there was something I could say to make it not so scary but I think anyone who has ever had surgery knows how you feel.
Just remember – you’re in our prayers.
And I’m digging through my recipes for wonderful liquid food recipes for you!
Glad that “Manly Man” is ok.
My pray for your little one.
Glad he is okay and I am praying for your surgery too.
The exact same thing happened to our whole family who sat waiting for 6 hoours in the waiting room while my grandfather had surgery last spring. We finished an entire puzzle!!!! And they had been pretty sure he wouldn’t make it through the surgery, so we were really frustrated when we found pout he had been upstairs in his room for several hours.
Yeah, I had to have my God reliance on today–it was missions day at church and we had the missionary speaking to dinner. And thanks for the comment on the pic, it was taken by my best friend, the one who took the picure of the girls feet.