3:30 my phone rings...."Hope, you up??" It is my daddy making sure I was getting ready for this big day.
4:30 I hear him pull up and we are off with Tommy and Mom towards Johnnys. We stop and Tommy rides with Johnny and we all are heading to the hospital. We get there way early, before the valet arrives so Daddy drops mom and I off and he goes to park the car. It was nice to have a few minutes alone with her. I had been choking back the tears already and soon as she looked at me and said to stop worrying I fell to my knees in front of her hugging her tight, us both crying by now. I told her how proud I was to have her as my mother and how much I valued her and appreciated her. I couldn't stop hugging her. A nurse came in to open the waiting areas and I sat back up in the chair and dried my tears. I just looked at her and tried to memorize every detail of her smile and her soft eyes. Then...our private moment ended. Here came daddy and Tommy and Johnny and I put on my smile and we all sat back and talked and laughed like nothing was going on.
5:30 we step on the elevator to take her up to pre-op. Daddy and I take her up and we talk to the nurse and then Dad steps out while I help her get undressed and in her gown. She is so calm, so assured that our God is going to take care of her and us. The nurse said that all of us could come in now and have a prayer and such so Richard Ellington (her Pastor) and daddy go on up and prays with her and Steve Erb was there too. They come back down and all the family goes up. It was myself, Daddy, Todd, Lisa, Johnny, Elmer, Louise and Tommy. We all gather around her bed and talk and laugh and hold her hand. Then another nurse comes in and says it is time! So Daddy prays over her again and all the family hugs and kisses her and I get her teeth and love on her a minute more...and OHH MY GOSH...my daddy kissed her on the lips!!! EEEEK I have never saw that haha - so sweet.
Just as we get downstairs again, here came her brothers Ray and Ed and Gladys. I hate they didn't get to see her before she went in. We all went to the CCU waiting room and then went down to eat breakfast. As I was getting my biscuits and gravy and eggs and hashbrowns...who do I spy but Dr. Mark Hennington...her master surgeon! He comes to me...and you know he only had met me one time!... but he came to me and said that things were going to go fine and he will look forward to giving me good news after the surgery is over. He has very kind eyes. But yeah...me standing there with my breakfast of champions (not) and he stood there with fruit, juice and yogurt...haha...I gotta make a change!
We all were sitting in the waiting room for what seemed like days...the nurse calling every hour to give us an update. Always great news...getting more relieved by the moment. Then the last call...from Dr. Hennington and he said things went great and he would be out to talk to us soon. Richard prayed a prayer of thankfulness and then the doctor came in. His eyes a little more tired than earlier but just as kind. He said that mom did so great. That her heart is so strong and they were able to get a vein from her legs (which was a big issue) and she held up really well. He said the next few days will be hard but she should get along fine.
Most everyone left at this time, knowing she wouldn't be awake to know they were there. So when they called us back we all were allowed to go. Todd, Lisa, Daddy, Scott, Lori, Tommy and myself went back and the nurse explained the next few hours to us: they would be waking her up slowly then taking the breathing tube out and then once she was breathing on her own we could come and see her one more time. I was worried seeing her with all the tubes, but seeing her like that didn't scare me as bad as I thought.
We all went to lunch and then all that was left was Dad, me and Scott. Finally they called us back and only 2 at a time so Dad and I went. It was the hardest part yet. Soon as we walked in she said Ice Hope...Ice. I saw the cup and wanted to give her a bite, but the nurse said noooooo her stomach isn't fully awake and if she eats a lot of it she will throw up and it will be so hard on her chest. I understood but that natural instinct to soothe anything that is hurting my mom made it so hard. Mom was crying out in pain, her back was hurting her so bad. My dad rubs her back all the time and she was begging us to. But we couldn't get to her back. Her fingers were numb and she wanted us to rub them too...but she was so bound up we could barely do it. She wanted to roll, we couldn't help her. I couldn't help but cry, daddy too. We were helpless to her. I wanted to crawl up beside her and just hold her, I am sure daddy wanted to do the same. The nurse reassured us that she was doing great and she just needed rest tonight. We told them that she wouldn't want anyone seeing her like that so no visitors for the rest of the night...let her rest and we gave her our numbers.
Dad and I both wrestled with the thought of coming home. Of course we didn't want to leave her, but we couldn't' be with her. This would probably be the only night we could rest and the remainder of the week I would be spending the night and that after this long day my back and soul needed a good nights rest. Dad too, so we told the nurse and here I am. I am making her bed up and getting her room 100% ready tonight and then sleeping as much as I can until I go in the morning.
Thank you for all your prayers, and for all of your thoughts and cards and calls.