Monday, October 17, 2011
Small things, BIG things
11:59 PM
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you.” Jeremiah 29:11
It’s amazing how the small things in life can become big issues, like the little splinter in your finger that gets infected and finally works its way to the surface. Our family has been reminded of this for an entire week.
As I blogged in Sept., I went to the hospital for an outpatient procedure which resulted in a 24 hour hospital stay. I returned home to heal and to live under the illusion that I was in “control” of my life. I’m beginning to realize what a bill of goods the Devil sold us on that illusion. Our family enjoyed a quiet weekend together with just a few activities and ready for a new week.
Mon., Oct. 3rd I had my FIFTH Herceptin infusion, with only three left to go.
Tues., Oct. 4th, the surgeon removed my staples, and said everything looked so wonderful that I could even cancel my follow-up appt. I felt like the light at the end of the tunnel was looking extremely bright.
Wed. Oct. 5th Ken and I enjoyed eating dinner together and watching some baseball before I began to feel ill. I thought I had either caught a stomach bug (lucky me) or given myself food poisoning with my “homemade” meatballs. With Ken’s loving TLC we made it through the evening and I spent most of Thurs. healing, while Ken called two different doctors for advice.
I spent Thurs. and Fri. trying to recover from the stomach bug without much luck. I even dug into the leftover chemo drugs for anti-nausea meds. You know something is wrong when water doesn’t even feel good after you drink it.
Sat., Oct. 8th: After a rough Fri. night, Ken was on the phone Sat. a.m. to try to get me some help. Around 10:30 a.m. the doctor on call for oncology recommended that he take me to either urgent care or the ER: He didn’t think I had the stomach flu but a possible bowel obstruction.
My last visit to the El Camino ER was over 45 years ago, shortly after my family moved to CA. I don’t remember much of that visit but this one will be with me for many years. The staff was wonderful and within about 1 hour of our arrival I was admitted to the hospital for a day or two. I would also be the lucky receipient of a NG tube – that was a “delightful” experience.
The first major disappointment about this unexpected turn was that I would miss Kalyn and Kedrick’s music recitals on Sun. They have both been working very diligently on their pieces and I was looking forward to an enjoyable afternoon. Thanks to modern technology I was able to see their performances via video camera and be a proud mama.
Sun., Oct. 9th, Ken juggled spending time with me with attending the recitals and then the award ceremony four hours later, treating children to Yogurtland, trying to make sure Mom felt included in the daily activities, and finally tying up loose ends at work as he had to request the week off and being superdad when needed.
Mon., Oct. 10th, we discovered that “spending a day or two” in the hospital was an “optimistic” statement: A specialist was called in and discussed the option of surgery for Wednesday. I was also started on IV nutrients which meant another IV line. Kalyn and Kendall came to spend time with me, which was very sweet. What a treat when your children can drive to see you.
I spent a very restless night trying to sleep Mon. night. You have to understand that “trying” is the optimal word. With two IVs I kept making the IV pump alarms ring which required me to call the nurse to reset the pumps. I was also hooked up to leg circulation booties, so I had to be disconnected from all my pumps before I could even visit the Ladies’ Room.
Tues., Oct. 11th brought with it a new PICC line in my left arm so I could more easily receive the IVs and have fewer pump restarts. God always gives us some small blessing during the middle of a challenge. Becca stopped by to paint my toe nails, which was another heaven sent blessing.
Wed., Oct. 12th: Challenges always let you know who your true friends are and that is what Wed. ended up being for us. Several weeks ago we scheduled foot surgery for Kedrick and he faithfully prepared for the operation, making sure his responsibilities were covered and coursework was up to date. We just didn’t know that Mom would still be hooked up to an NG pump and also on the surgery schedule for the day. Once again, God showed His faithfulness. Ken called Paty to be with me at the hospital and asked Melody and Emily to be with Kedrick at his surgery center. Ken planned to bounce back and forth between medical facilities. But . . . God is good and my surgery was moved to Friday to give my system more time to kick in gear. Kedrick’s surgery was an hour late, which gave Ken a little more wiggle room in his commuting, and Kalyn became a Suit family member for the second day. You have a true friendship with someone who will sit at a surgery center waiting for your child to be released and then take care of him while he is still under the influence of drugs. I think Emily and Melody will have many stories to tell on Kedrick. Melody brought Kedrick home and then fed everyone who was there, which took a little bit of creativity. What a trooper!
Ken spent time with me in the evening before returning home to be the night shift nurse.
Thurs., Oct. 13th my “systems” were making enough noise that I was able to enjoy clear liquids for lunch and dinner. It’s amazing how thankful you can be for clear beef or chicken broth, jello and juice. I was treated to some time with both Ken and Kendall on Thurs. evening.
I was still on the surgery schedule for Fri., but since the orders where never inputted I spent the night sleeping and dreaming of eating cream of wheat for breakfast. I admit I wasn’t pleased to see chicken broth for Friday’s breakfast but I made a quick attitude adjustment. I did get cream of wheat for Sat.’s breakfast.
On Friday, Oct. 14th, the NG tube was removed. PRAISE the LORD. I also was given permission to eat very soft food –and go home. YEAH!!! God is faithful. Ken and Kalyn picked me up around 7:30 pm. They both were trained on how to flush my PICC line, which they have been doing faithfully the last few days. We’ve had several laughs over the challenges of getting the air bubbles out of the syringes. Kalyn is quite the determined nurse.
Sat., Oct. 15th was spent with Kedrick and Kalyn, and visiting with Dad and Jeanne who stopped by to check on me on their way down South. Dad treated the family to Chinese food last night which included egg drop soup for me.
Sunday we enjoyed sleeping in (God forgave us for missing church), having a late brunch and family devo time. Kendall arrived home from the Men’s retreat and it was a joy to hear the children laughing as they played Wi together. We celebrated with Kenna as she completed her first half marathon in less than three hours.
It is going to be a very quiet week as I continue to heal and enjoy being with my family. This whole experience has been an excellent reminder that little things can become bigger than anticipated, but we’ll make it through with God on our side.
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1 comments:
Oh Donna, so sorry to hear this. :-( I've been praying for you regularly and thought you must have been "out of the woods" since I hadn't heard anything. Hang in there, my friend.
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