Everything is good
Yesterday was nerverecking. 7 hours of surgery, and I was really far away. The surgery was supposed to be done at 2pm, and at 1pm I started getting anxious. By 3pm, I was going nutty, by 5pm I was almost in tears. That is when I got ahold of my brother, and he told me the good news, the surgery went well, my father just got done, and he will be still put under for another hour.
At 7pm my mother called me, my father was awake, in pain, but doing well. He was spending the night in the ICU. Today I spoke with my mother, the doctors removed many of the tubes attached to my father, and soon he would be transfered to a room.
Its getting tough to concentrate here, I want to be at home at my father's side. I have to wait until monday to get cleared with my tooth. Because I don't want to have an infection or any complications...I have been really good about taking care of it. No solid foods, no exercise, and limited talking (well, I do well in the first two, not having me talk...thats just torture!).
I'm just thankful for everything, and letting things sink in.
At 7pm my mother called me, my father was awake, in pain, but doing well. He was spending the night in the ICU. Today I spoke with my mother, the doctors removed many of the tubes attached to my father, and soon he would be transfered to a room.
Its getting tough to concentrate here, I want to be at home at my father's side. I have to wait until monday to get cleared with my tooth. Because I don't want to have an infection or any complications...I have been really good about taking care of it. No solid foods, no exercise, and limited talking (well, I do well in the first two, not having me talk...thats just torture!).
I'm just thankful for everything, and letting things sink in.