Thank all of you for your support and good wishes. My mom's triple bypass turned out to be a quadruple. The operation took place at 7:45 this morning. As of a couple hours ago she was sitting up and talking.
I got her a big floppy teddy bear, the last one in the store, with shaggy fur issues and a grease pen mark on his nose. I think he should be called Scruffy. Apparently cardiac surgery patients use the big teddies to press against the incision on their sternum when they cough. It's like a giant teddy pillow. So yeah, she's got Scruffy.
I'm going to try and get tomorrow off work too. She's been asking if I will be around. I can only visit her briefly, 5 minutes at a time. She's in the Surgical Intensive Care Unit (SICU.) It's a very odd place, kinda like a warehouse for cardiac surgery recipients. There are mostly old people lying around with nurses buzzing about them. The place has no windows. people in surgical greens running around doing urgent stuff. machines making Peep noises. the occasional alarm going off. You have to wash your hands entering and leaving.
My mom has many wires and tubes entering and leaving her, some pumping stuff in, others draining stuff out. She looks very small. She's mostly coherent which is surprising given the amount of morphine she's on. She insisted I send word to the SICU desk when I got home, so she knew I got home safely.
Tomorrow is her 76th birthday. Not the greatest way to spend it, but the alternative could have been much worse.
I got her a big floppy teddy bear, the last one in the store, with shaggy fur issues and a grease pen mark on his nose. I think he should be called Scruffy. Apparently cardiac surgery patients use the big teddies to press against the incision on their sternum when they cough. It's like a giant teddy pillow. So yeah, she's got Scruffy.
I'm going to try and get tomorrow off work too. She's been asking if I will be around. I can only visit her briefly, 5 minutes at a time. She's in the Surgical Intensive Care Unit (SICU.) It's a very odd place, kinda like a warehouse for cardiac surgery recipients. There are mostly old people lying around with nurses buzzing about them. The place has no windows. people in surgical greens running around doing urgent stuff. machines making Peep noises. the occasional alarm going off. You have to wash your hands entering and leaving.
My mom has many wires and tubes entering and leaving her, some pumping stuff in, others draining stuff out. She looks very small. She's mostly coherent which is surprising given the amount of morphine she's on. She insisted I send word to the SICU desk when I got home, so she knew I got home safely.
Tomorrow is her 76th birthday. Not the greatest way to spend it, but the alternative could have been much worse.
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Your new pic is so damn cute
Well, you know I send more best wishes and loveliness to you both.