Well, in truth, we made them for Natalie to take to school in her lunch tomorrow, and she was SO proud that she rolled the dough and coated them in the cinnamon/sugar herself (all 60 of the damn cookies). But I remembered about her snickerdoodle thing earlier, so I wanted to pass along the warm thoughts.
thanks for the virtual snickerdoodles, lol. I really appreciate them.
Dh is sick, so I am here alone at ICU with my kid, he's sound asleep. Surgery at seven thirty, so they'll come for him around five ish. I cannot bear to see him so ill. The anesthesiologist has told me tonight that they will do a EKG tomorrow am before the surgery, to make sure there is no right side damage to the heart, but that even so, he cannot wait any longer for surgery, he must have it tomorrow regardless of the risk. Which is not as low as they would like. Each dr has used the "he could die of X or he could die of Y, regardless of which path we choose" and I am saying, ok, take him. He has no fever or infection, no pulmonary embolism, better lung function than on Thursday, and I'm all ok, let's go, since we have to.
SUE! These are all great news! No fever, no infection NO EMBOLISM are great, GREAT things. And his breathing's improving? YAHTZEE!
Hang on to the good things Sue, and I am really hopeful for him tomorrow. Don't be surprised if the surgery takes a long time, things go slow in the OR, and shit gets backed up, and whatnot. Call me if you need ANYTHING, and do what you can do to rest your mind. Most hospital chapels are nondenominational if you think it would help, and don't be alone.
I know there is still a lot of scary to go, but look how much better he is doing today than yesterday. Hang on to that, and we'll keep our fingers crossed for you!
thanks for the virtual snickerdoodles, lol. I really appreciate them.
Dh is sick, so I am here alone at ICU with my kid, he's sound asleep. Surgery at seven thirty, so they'll come for him around five ish. I cannot bear to see him so ill. The anesthesiologist has told me tonight that they will do a EKG tomorrow am before the surgery, to make sure there is no right side damage to the heart, but that even so, he cannot wait any longer for surgery, he must have it tomorrow regardless of the risk. Which is not as low as they would like. Each dr has used the "he could die of X or he could die of Y, regardless of which path we choose" and I am saying, ok, take him. He has no fever or infection, no pulmonary embolism, better lung function than on Thursday, and I'm all ok, let's go, since we have to.
So. there is a stone on my chest, and I am hoping for the best and trying to prepare myself for the worst. Please say some prayers for him. His lungs are looking better, he's breathing better, he rested today very well, had a good afternoon with guests coming by and bringing cards and well wishes, I hope all goes well.
No fever, infection, or embolism, and improving lung function are huge. HUGE. Hold onto that. Most hospitals have various religious staff available/on call from a variety of religions, so don't hesitate to ask to speak to someone if you think it would help you.
You know your son is in good hands (medical, nursing, surgical, and of course, yours), so now make sure you take care of YOU. All those offers for help? Take them. Call up a friend, and ask them to bring you dinner, check on whatever at home, grab extra food for the cats and drop it off at your house. Just ask. They'll do it.
If you ask, they could send you a rabbi? I don't know what their access is to Jewish chaplains in your neck of the woods.
Try to let yourself leave and get some sleep. This is a marathon, not a sprint. And once the leg is done he's going to be a lot more hight maintenance as rehab, etc. comes into play.
You have to take care of yourself here, too. You are no good to him if you wear yourself down. I know there is a long way to go but things sound encouraging :-)
Oh SueSue. You are being so strong. I know this is your baby, and you worry about them so much, and then this is all your worst fears hitting like a ton of bricks. He will be OK. You know rationally they are cautioning you about the risks as a CYA. He will pull through this.
I think it is lovely you are there with him. I would want my mom right there if I were him. Shortly after my dad got cancer (and was terminal) DH urinated blood one night and went to the emergency room. I was 30 years old and I wanted my mom more than I could say, and I couldn't have her because I couldn't add one more thing to her plate. But OMG, I wanted my mommy; I still remember how much. It is totally different than your son, but it is a hospital, and it's scary, and I am sure he is scared, and when I am scared I want my mom. I think you are in just the right place. You can fall apart once he is out of ICU. As you said, it's not like you could do much else if you weren't there anyway.