Let me jump in…..
First, an update on Elizabeth. She had the stints removed/replaced. Dr Corral (like Golden, that’s his words) said it was trickier than expected and they had to manipulate some stuff but everything should be fine. Well fine except for Elizabeth’s pain levels when she got back to the room. Jesus Criminey I’ve never seen someone that uncomfortable in my entire life. The nurses did their best and got her an extra pain med as well as gave her a Valium so she could sleep tonight. They also put her on antibiotics so they moved the IV in her already pincusioned and bruised arms. Both Elizabeth and the nurse told me to look away and go across the room. So that. I just really hope she’s fine in the morning.
Because I can’t stand this.
Here’s the part where usually the funny comes in. Funny however, left the building about seven hours ago and is missing. Everyone asks after Elizabeth and the girls, how are you doing. Well, it changes by the hour. Tonight was rough. If we could’ve swapped everything I would’ve done it in two seconds. And please, don’t take this the wrong way, I’m tired of the prayers and good thoughts. Not tired as quit sending them, because believe me, they’re truly appreciated and everything I’ve said about you guys and the wave holds true. We’re blown away. But truth be told I’d rather not be in a position where I needed them. I’d much rather come home to cook and have our standard back and forth where she asks me, “can I do anything from the couch” (with really truth be told no intention of getting up because of) “No, I got it”. I’d rather her unintentionally get in my way while I have stuff I need to get out of the oven, so I sit and wait. I’d rather flop on the couch after dinner watching TV until bed. I miss her wanting her back rubbed on the couch. I’d rather go to bed then after a few minutes of handholding, almost simultaneously saying, I’m gonna flip, then moving to our little edge of the bed. I’d rather be awoke by her talking and coughing in her sleep. All of it. So while we’re thankful and truly blessed to have so many people caring about us and keeping us in our thoughts, there’s a piece of me that really wishes we didn’t need to be tonight or in the coming months. But anyway, like Dr Joesph said, today, get emotional, cry all day. But tomorrow, only cry for an hour, and the next day, cry less. Cause its time to get tough. It’s time to start kicking a little cancer ass. Anyway, thanks for letting me vent on here and keep riding the wave. It’s really phenomenal how this has caught on and seriously, I owe everyone a debt of gratitude for all the positive thoughts (forget what I said earlier, that was angry Bob, he’s quite the asshole). So I love you guys, keep the faith, and blog at you later.