Jack of Harts

My mom had surgery yesterday.  She went in early and spent all day at the hospital.  They put her to sleep, removed the Melanoma and stuff, and are certain they got it all.  There will be more biopsies and more tests to verify, but they think they got it.  I went home and slept on the chair I lived in for a month after breaking five ribs.  Mayo Clinic just doesn’t have many chairs good for sleeping in.

They told me that since mom was going to be put under, she might be unsteady on her feet.  She would need someone to watch over her all night, to be there if she had problems and fell.  I work overnights, so I ended up calling work and asking if I could get it off.  But one of the three people who could do it recently left, another has another job and couldn’t, and the third is our hotel manager.  One of the ladies at Mayo suggested I get a room at the hotel, and I thought that was an awesome idea.  So I asked my supervisor if that would work.

So mom woke up from recovery, and they wheeled her into her private room at the hospital.  I arrived a few minutes later with her phone and a plan.  I picked up her drugs from the pharmacy minutes before they closed at 8PM, took mom to get her first meal in 24 hours, and we went to my hotel to eat and watch TV and relax until it was time for me to go to work.  The 3o second walk from the room to the front desk.

I’d like to thank everyone who prayed for mom, or just thought good thoughts about all of this.  And I’d like to thank my hotel for allowing me to watch out for my mom and still get to work.  This morning, I will take her home again and she’ll be better.  But having the room here, just steps away from the front desk was a true blessing.

And now I get to get ready to do an exercise test of my own at the Mayo Clinic today.  God help me, I hope I sleep well today…