Brain Surgery
September 23, 2008
We were back in the day surgery unit, Wes had on another pretty floral dress and we were waiting. They had scheduled him for 12:30p.m. but had asked us to be there early (10:00a.m.) in case they were ahead of schedule. The nurse walked in and handed Wes a pair of lovely white stockings which he needed to put on.
He begins to put them on, like a man, and the nurse walks over and says "Hey, watch out! Don't put a run in your stockings!" And then she looked at him in all seriousness and asked "Do you know what that means?"
Wes answered "Yes"
She shook her head, "Well, that concerns me if you know what a run in your stocking is"
"Yeah," Wes said "It means I have to run to town!"
And the laughter was on for the morning.
Another nurse came in and thanked us for not getting upset at the cancellation from the day before. We shrugged our shoulders...no big deal...well, it was a huge deal to her. Others had been very upset and had let them know in no uncertain terms how upset they were, but we had walked out quietly and they had been so grateful for that. There had been an emergency she said, someone needed the doctors more than we did. So, what's not to understand?
The nurses in that area were wonderful and they seemed to enjoy the laughter and conversation when they would come into the room. We had a long wait ahead of us. Finally after everyone else had been taken out by wheelchair to surgery we were the only ones left.
Pastor Phillip had stopped by earlier and helped to pass the time away with us and pray with us, but we still had a long way to go.
Finally at 1:45 the young woman that had been escorting all the others to surgery came through the doors...wheeling a stretcher. Wes sat up and they looked at each other for a moment.
"Are you capable of getting onto the bed?" she asked.
"Sure no problem" Wes got up and stood beside the stretcher as she shook her head.
"I wonder why they sent me up with a bed? You obviously aren't incapable of going down in a wheelchair."
I had to throw my two cents worth in and offered that if she was tired from working all morning that she could lay down and Wes would push her down to surgery.
She laughed and said "I think I could get into trouble for that!"
She began wheeling him down the various corridors and when we passed through the last set of doors she stopped the bed and said "This is as far as you can go. you'll need to say your goodbyes here."
I kissed Wes, told him I loved him and watched as this young woman turned the corner cutting off my view and wheeled my husband into the unknown.
"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God ; trust also in me." John 14:1
We were back in the day surgery unit, Wes had on another pretty floral dress and we were waiting. They had scheduled him for 12:30p.m. but had asked us to be there early (10:00a.m.) in case they were ahead of schedule. The nurse walked in and handed Wes a pair of lovely white stockings which he needed to put on.
He begins to put them on, like a man, and the nurse walks over and says "Hey, watch out! Don't put a run in your stockings!" And then she looked at him in all seriousness and asked "Do you know what that means?"
Wes answered "Yes"
She shook her head, "Well, that concerns me if you know what a run in your stocking is"
"Yeah," Wes said "It means I have to run to town!"
And the laughter was on for the morning.
Another nurse came in and thanked us for not getting upset at the cancellation from the day before. We shrugged our shoulders...no big deal...well, it was a huge deal to her. Others had been very upset and had let them know in no uncertain terms how upset they were, but we had walked out quietly and they had been so grateful for that. There had been an emergency she said, someone needed the doctors more than we did. So, what's not to understand?
The nurses in that area were wonderful and they seemed to enjoy the laughter and conversation when they would come into the room. We had a long wait ahead of us. Finally after everyone else had been taken out by wheelchair to surgery we were the only ones left.
Pastor Phillip had stopped by earlier and helped to pass the time away with us and pray with us, but we still had a long way to go.
Finally at 1:45 the young woman that had been escorting all the others to surgery came through the doors...wheeling a stretcher. Wes sat up and they looked at each other for a moment.
"Are you capable of getting onto the bed?" she asked.
"Sure no problem" Wes got up and stood beside the stretcher as she shook her head.
"I wonder why they sent me up with a bed? You obviously aren't incapable of going down in a wheelchair."
I had to throw my two cents worth in and offered that if she was tired from working all morning that she could lay down and Wes would push her down to surgery.
She laughed and said "I think I could get into trouble for that!"
She began wheeling him down the various corridors and when we passed through the last set of doors she stopped the bed and said "This is as far as you can go. you'll need to say your goodbyes here."
I kissed Wes, told him I loved him and watched as this young woman turned the corner cutting off my view and wheeled my husband into the unknown.
"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God ; trust also in me." John 14:1
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