In a flash fire a few seconds of protection can save a life. My Nomex suit is designed to give me about 30 seconds in an oil refinery fire.
I'm all packed up...got all the essentials waiting by the door (alarm goes off at 4) ...change for the drink machines, a book to read, granola bars, a couple of grocery bags to haul up all the plates from the cafeteria and sodas from the drink machines (thinking ahead, I'm smart like that). For two weeks DH has kept busier than a cat covering up **** working on some project every minute. That's the way he's kept his mind off things. The outside of our house is immaculate. ...now...if I could just get him going on the inside! :lol: He came off working nights this morning and finally crashed around 6pm. He can't have anything to eat or drink after midnight and I know if he wakes up after that he's going to be starving. If I had to guess I'd say he probably had his last meal around 10pm last night. Mom is here staying with the boys so all is good there. I know, I know... this surgery isn't that uncommon and all will go well and I'm worried for nothing. But it's just the way I'm made. And this is the second time I will be completely alone without my husband. Sure, he leaves on fishing trips and doesn't come back for a few days be we're still connected. But this time I will be ALONE. He will be somewhere in the hospital, flayed open with people digging in his body, completely helpless and incapacitated and all I can do is sit and have faith. Way back when his appendix ruptured and the dr sent him home for the weekend (should have been a lawsuit) the ER surgeon on Mon morning said it was amazing he was upright and he was lucky to be alive. They sent him straight to surgery. I've blocked most of it out. I can't remember if our second child had been born yet, or how old our first one was, or where he was while it was going on. I must have been in some zombie state. All I remember was breaking down and crying when I was finally alone in his room and he was on a morphine drip. In front of me lay the strongest individual I have ever known and hearing him whimper in pain made the tears flow. The rest of the whole event is blocked out. I don't remember how we got there, how we got home...nothing. I have a knack for blocking out traumatic experiences. Which has it's benefits but soon you realize there is quite a bit of your life that is missing. Almost 10 now. I'ma try to post from my phone tomorrow. It's a cheapo so I don't know how well it will turn out. I can surf though. Only problem is y'all post too fast too keep up reading them. Good night
I will say a prayer for your DH...............and one for you. Good luck with everything and please let us know if you need anything. I am sure I speak for all when I tell you, if you need it, we will find a way! :grouphug:
:iagree: and hope u still have my number if you need an ear while you are waiting, been there and it is so hard when you see someone so strong who you always are able to lean on be the one who needs to lean on you:grouphug:
Trust in the Lord, have faith in your doctors and nurses, and know you have a lot of good folks praying for you. From my experience, these things will get you through all that is ahead.
We all have this ability but at different levels. Its a survival thing. Women have it when it comes to childbirth, thank goodness, cuz if we REALLY remembered the pain we wouldnt have more children or would be so vocal about the pain we would encourage others not to have kids!! Now we just say after a few years, "Oh it wasnt that bad!" lol Take big breaths throughout the day and exhale. In tense times it really helps keep you relaxed. Everything is going to be OK!! Hang in there! DB's wife