So mom’s surgery was about 2 hours late, which was beyond annoying because it was near enough to dinner as it is. I didn’t do as much reading as I wanted to because I spend those 2 hours after she was settled in with her IV chatting next to her bed to keep her company.
And then my blood sugar was so low because I hadn’t eaten since 11am (it was 5pm by then) that Jeanine and I went to the cafe to get something. We both got brownies and hot chocolate because I needed sugar, and it was damned freezing in mom’s unit. I was numb. They were both gross though. The brownie was so gross/fake that the fudge frosting layer of the giant brownie slice came off in one, clean piece. That shouldn’t happen. And it was bitter. And the hot chocolate was nauseating.
And then the doctor came to talk to me and I guess mom and I have strong personalities because he was a little terrified to tell me that he didn’t have an epiphany and mom will prob have to do this every 4 months still. And he had to put a stent in, which we didn’t want because mom’s allergic to metal and it made her more sick that her messed up body.
And mom took a while to get up so we didn’t leave till 7:30 or so. I had to get her settled in, and then Jeanine and I went to the pharmacy to get mom’s meds and then went to dinner. We sang One Direction in the car really loudly and it was fun.
Mom’s good. She sat up and talked for a while while I was giving her her meds and petting the cat. I’m hoping once she rests more she’ll feel better.