Finished long Day 3 of Sit & Wait, which as already mentioned was mostly about patient education and all kinds of last minute info. For example, if in the interest of stopping or preventing spread of MRSA, you want M to take these antibiotic nose ointment thingies, and you swabbed him for the culture -- why not do that more than 15 hours pre-op?? Like, oh, on one of the umpty other days we were here, or the day with all the other lab type tests. Whatever.
Met with Surgical God. He's nice, was sorta laid back even (huh? isn't the surgeon supposed to be the uppity, arrogant one and not the cardiologist? Our team seems to have that backwards). He answered questions, we answered the same questions for the 4,367th time. All good.
And we have the time frame now (hopefully) for the surgery tomorrow. A very early wake-up call in the oh-dark-thirty hours (AGAIN). Surgery not happening likely for a few hours after that - but should still be early morning. 3-6 hour wait for the surgery (most of that to crack him open and zip him back up again) and then after the doc comes to talk to me probably another 1-2 hrs before I see him in ICU. Longest day of my life I'm sure. But I have good folks around me. And he has the best taking care of him. And I have everyone in cyberspace. :-D
Caretaking Lesson of the Day: Socks.
It is surprisingly hard to take off someone else's socks. I have 30+ years of experience with socks. I don't claim to love them, but I am profecient. Or so I thought until trying to take off M's this morning. Good grief. I would fail all the basic parenting skills. [If you want to know why I was taking off his socks -- well, b/c he wasn't supposed to bend that leg -- but check out his post from earlier today!]
Send all your energy and warm thoughts to Dr Smedira in Cleveland tomorrow from 7 until past noon to be on the safe side. :)
Peace
J
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