Not sure how I talked Joe into it, but we went to another Ball.
We had a great time!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Cry baby
I rushed Joe to the Emergency Room on Sunday, we had a follow up appointment on Monday and then Joe was admitted to the hospital that afternoon with a surgery scheduled for Tuesday. We have spent three days at the hospital and although it seems like a flurry of appointments and waiting around but we aren't done just yet. Joe is still at the hospital.
I never realized I was such a crier. I went to the hospital to see Joe off only to find his room empty. I was informed, by a very young staff member, they had decided to take him earlier. I panicked, was my husband really to go into surgery without me seeing him off? What was he thinking? I surely didn't want to be a source of concern for him as he was going into surgery! This poor young man standing in front of me was not prepared for what was coming; I started crying, making the young man panic.
After giving myself a bit of time to regain my composure, I walked into the waiting area to find the young man I scared half to death looking for me. Apparently he spoke with the surgeon and they said I could come in and see Joe. Thank goodness! I came into the curtained area where he was waiting and the moment I saw him, I started crying. This is so unlike me, where did this part of me come from and why did it have such bad timing? (Luckily for me, the curtain was drawn and only Joe saw my tears.) The surgeon assured me he would come and let me know how everything went, which in act he did and in exactly the timeframe expected.
Joe and I thought he was in the clear and we were about to head home shortly, but this is when things turned for the unfortunate. Joe started having pain in his abdomen, similar to muscle spasms which is extremely painful since four large needles where just there. In order to be released from the hospital one must walk, not be in pain and fill up a bottle with at least 200 ml of urine; of the three Joe was only able to walk. After quite a bit of beverage consumption and plenty of pain medication administered it was decided that Joe was to remain in the hospital tonight.
I am at home while my husband is at the hospital. I am hoping tomorrow is the wonderful day I get to bring Joe home.
I never realized I was such a crier. I went to the hospital to see Joe off only to find his room empty. I was informed, by a very young staff member, they had decided to take him earlier. I panicked, was my husband really to go into surgery without me seeing him off? What was he thinking? I surely didn't want to be a source of concern for him as he was going into surgery! This poor young man standing in front of me was not prepared for what was coming; I started crying, making the young man panic.
After giving myself a bit of time to regain my composure, I walked into the waiting area to find the young man I scared half to death looking for me. Apparently he spoke with the surgeon and they said I could come in and see Joe. Thank goodness! I came into the curtained area where he was waiting and the moment I saw him, I started crying. This is so unlike me, where did this part of me come from and why did it have such bad timing? (Luckily for me, the curtain was drawn and only Joe saw my tears.) The surgeon assured me he would come and let me know how everything went, which in act he did and in exactly the timeframe expected.
Joe and I thought he was in the clear and we were about to head home shortly, but this is when things turned for the unfortunate. Joe started having pain in his abdomen, similar to muscle spasms which is extremely painful since four large needles where just there. In order to be released from the hospital one must walk, not be in pain and fill up a bottle with at least 200 ml of urine; of the three Joe was only able to walk. After quite a bit of beverage consumption and plenty of pain medication administered it was decided that Joe was to remain in the hospital tonight.
I am at home while my husband is at the hospital. I am hoping tomorrow is the wonderful day I get to bring Joe home.
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