Wednesday, March 31, 2010
About Families and Hospitals
Yesterday I had to have a colonoscopy and I spent a lot of time thinking about Mom and what she is going through. When you check into the hospital they take complete control of you. They take your clothes, your valuables and your dignity. And once they put that IV in your hand you can't even run away. I was dreading this "routine" examination ever since I turned 50 and my doctor started brow beating me to do it. Vivian helped me prepare for it by getting jello and the other things I was still allowed to drink. Then Drew and Tony drove me to the surgery center (yes, "surgery," even though I'm completely fine!). The nurses were very nice and it didn't really hurt since I was under a twilight sedative. The first thing I remember when I woke up was Drew and Tony walking in and looking a little nervous at seeing their Dad flat on his back in a hospital gown (Vivian was at work so she couldn't come get me). I was trying to be really alert and cool but they later told me I referred to the nurses as "librarians." At home, I lay on the couch napping while they brought me coffee and a raisin toast, soup and later a delicious buffalo burger. Having my family helping me put my mind at rest. I know that Dad, Kat, Pete, Jack and Kristin are doing this for Mom, too, as she works her way through this difficult time.
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Your experience was much different than mine it seems from the blog. Glad you had the boys there to help you recover. That's the best part of going through something like that.
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