I have to say I never want to repeat a day like yesterday again
I stopped by moms house before they left for the hospital. She was quite chipper and had slept well. She was showing me all her important information. No one ever wants to do that unpleasant task but I am one who does better well prepared. And I knew if anything happened to her Don would be a wreck and would be of no help in that area. No offense Don.
Once I got to the hospital it was so nice to see a crowd of my parents closest friends gathering. I'm was repeatedly impressed by their gift of hours spent with Don and I in the waiting room.
Surgery was scheduled for 1:45. I was able to be with her until they took her back. She hadn't eaten and was getting irritated by that point. When we Sodowsky girls get hungry...beware. We just might get a little cranky. It's hereditary. I got to hear all the surgery prep talk from the anesthesiologist. The logistics of it all is amazing and I think the hardest part might be having to lay in one place very still for at least 3 hours. When he left I asked mom if she got all of that. She shrugged and said "eh some of it".
The next 6 hours were exhausting just sitting and waiting. We didn't get any word though we were promised we would. The revolving door of visitors and laughter of my parents friends enjoying one another's company made it bearable. I'm so very thankful for them. I was able to make a few FaceTime calls to my sister in Germany keeping her up to date.
Around 6:30 we finally got word she was out of surgery and recovering however we still hadn't received a visit from anyone official with any knowledge. I left for a bit to spend some time with Andy and the girls and for a mental break. When I got back at 9:30 I was livid at still no word. I'm not one to be demanding but I found a nurse and was very adamant about seeing her no matter where she was. Finally at 10 I was able to see her. She was wiped out but ok. The Dr came in and gave us the news that he had gotten 90% of the tumor. The weight of the day suddenly hit me and I knew I was totally exhausted. I kissed mom and told her I would be back in the morning. I think she was already asleep at that point. I can't imagine how exhausted she must have been mentally and physically after being awake for all of that. As my head hit the pillow at 11:30 I was so thankful to put that day in the books.
Don and I were back up at the hospital as soon as they would let us in ICU. We found mom feeling better and making jokes. It's so nice to have her back She'll be at the hospital through the weekend. We hope the worst is over, however this journey is far from over. I can't thank those enough who have given us their support, time, prayers, food and love.