What's Worse Than Watching Paint Dry?
Waiting for the hospital to get all its ducks in a row for Mom to go in for surgery...
Earlier today, they gave us a time. Two o'clock. Yeah, that was two hours ago. There was some rotten mix-up and they didn't have the proper blood lined up to do a safe surgery. The anaesthetist is a very professional and thorough man, which ROCKS. Apparently they did have Mom's blood-type cross-matched and ready to rock, but I guess in all this waiting, it has expired. Oy.
Soooooo, we had her all the way to the pre-op waiting room. They took her down right in her hospital bed. Down five floors. Down many long hallways. Then they realized the mix-up. Aaaaaaand, since they don't have her type on-site, they had to order it from Canadian Blood Services. Which, thankfully is at least in the neighbourhood, but this latest hiccup takes two hours to get back on track. In the meantime, the surgeon (very nice man) is fitting someone else in between.
Everyone is tired, of course specifically Mom. Tired, worried, stressed, etc. Cindy and I had planned originally to come to Winnipeg, be here before surgery, for surgery, and for recovery. Now it's getting to crunch time for when we planned to head back. Uncle Cliff and Auntie Lurdes are here too, since they were on their way back from Calgary. They really were 'in the neighbourhood' so they stopped by, and have been with us since. Makes my Mom feel better I'm sure with all of us here.
So to sum up, Mom will still hopefully head into surgery this afternoon. I have already arranged to be off work tomorrow, and will either leave late this evening or tomorrow if necessary. Cindy may need to head back since it's way harder for her to make arrangements for work. Uncle Cliff and Auntie Lurdes have offered to take me with them later if Cindy needs to go.
That's about where things are at for now; I'm hoping to blog again soon with details of the surgery. Cindy and I asked the surgeon to take pictures of that massive spleen. (We get our morbid curiosity from our Dad). Thanks everyone for the calls and well-wishes, and Uncle Owen, I had NO idea you were reading my blog! :) Mom was thrilled to receive the beautiful floral arrangement and I will be certain to relay your email message to her!
Huges (huge hugs) to all!
Earlier today, they gave us a time. Two o'clock. Yeah, that was two hours ago. There was some rotten mix-up and they didn't have the proper blood lined up to do a safe surgery. The anaesthetist is a very professional and thorough man, which ROCKS. Apparently they did have Mom's blood-type cross-matched and ready to rock, but I guess in all this waiting, it has expired. Oy.
Soooooo, we had her all the way to the pre-op waiting room. They took her down right in her hospital bed. Down five floors. Down many long hallways. Then they realized the mix-up. Aaaaaaand, since they don't have her type on-site, they had to order it from Canadian Blood Services. Which, thankfully is at least in the neighbourhood, but this latest hiccup takes two hours to get back on track. In the meantime, the surgeon (very nice man) is fitting someone else in between.
Everyone is tired, of course specifically Mom. Tired, worried, stressed, etc. Cindy and I had planned originally to come to Winnipeg, be here before surgery, for surgery, and for recovery. Now it's getting to crunch time for when we planned to head back. Uncle Cliff and Auntie Lurdes are here too, since they were on their way back from Calgary. They really were 'in the neighbourhood' so they stopped by, and have been with us since. Makes my Mom feel better I'm sure with all of us here.
So to sum up, Mom will still hopefully head into surgery this afternoon. I have already arranged to be off work tomorrow, and will either leave late this evening or tomorrow if necessary. Cindy may need to head back since it's way harder for her to make arrangements for work. Uncle Cliff and Auntie Lurdes have offered to take me with them later if Cindy needs to go.
That's about where things are at for now; I'm hoping to blog again soon with details of the surgery. Cindy and I asked the surgeon to take pictures of that massive spleen. (We get our morbid curiosity from our Dad). Thanks everyone for the calls and well-wishes, and Uncle Owen, I had NO idea you were reading my blog! :) Mom was thrilled to receive the beautiful floral arrangement and I will be certain to relay your email message to her!
Huges (huge hugs) to all!
posted by Mellykat at 4:05 p.m.
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Hey girl. . . keep us posted. I've been thinking about you!!
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