It is September 25th and how sad that I have not updated since the first. This is probably a lame excuse but I honestly have no time to do it. Between church, work, school, homework, time with Joe, and catching up on my beloved TV shows that are starting back, there is hardly time for sleep, let alone blogging! Today is a Saturday and I am at work, so I thought I would squeeze in a post between what I'm really supposed to be doing - working.
My dad is doing better, slowly but surely. He is feeling depressed and impatient because he isn't healing as fast as he would like to but that's just part of it. We are supposed to be taking a family vacation to PCB next week so hopefully that will lift his spirits. We may not go depending on how he feels, but I am still going to take that week off of work even if we don't. I need a break!
School is CRAZY. I have no other words for it. I am six weeks in with eleven left. Not too bad! I am keeping my head above water, but tomorrow I am going to work on getting ahead, like I was at the beginning of the semester. That's the only way to juggle five classes and still get good grades. Speaking of school, I had to observe my freshman science teacher, Mr. Fredricks, for my Intro to American Education class. It was a lot of fun! I thought I wanted to teach elementary school but now I really don't know! I will have to see how observing that age goes. Because I really loved high school and watching his class was a lot of fun. All i know for sure is this: 1) I will be a teacher, and 2) I will NOT teach middle school. I just can't do it. Someone would die.
So in all this busy life, I basically never see my husband. That's just part of it I guess! Even when we are home together, we are in separate rooms doing our own thing. Oh well, this too shall pass. :)
I am very excited that September is ending and October is near! It is one of my favorite months. Hopefully it won't still be in the 90's like it was yesterday. Blah. I want to wear a hoodie and watch some leaves change color already!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Pancreas
Gah I am EXHAUSTED! That isn't even the half of it....
So I got a call from my dad yesterday morning around 5 am telling me that he just got a call from Jewish hospital and it's time for his pancreas transplant. I thought he was joking. If you know my dad at all you know that pulling this kind of joke is not beyond him.
See he has only been on the list for a pancreas for three weeks. He had a kidney transplant in December 2007 and they mentioned a possible pancreas transplant in the future. For those that don't know, my dad is diabetic. And for lack of any medical knowledge, I will just say that means his pancreas doesn't do it's job. So we knew it was a possibility. A few months ago he started heading down that road....getting his gallblatter removed, different things working towards this transplant.Then they made him active just three weeks ago.
Anyways, we all get up to the hospital around 6:30. "All" meaning my dad, my mom, my sisters, me, Joe, my grandma, and my aunt Susan my dad's sister. So they tell us they are making sure the tissue on the pancreas matches, and they should know that by 9 oclock and start the surgery by ten. Well of course nothing started on time, but long morning short, they did match, and the surgery was underway around 12. We were initially told that it would take 5-7 hours, then my dad's surgeon said it would probably take between four and five. Well it took just under four hours and the whole thing was done.
And of course this whole time people are coming and going, and texting and calling, and commenting my mom, sisters, and me on Facebook (thanks to all for your prayers!) and then he is sent to ICU and in recovery. So different people get to go back and see him at different times, and my mom and I ended up spending the night at the hospital. And we were there all day today, minus a quick four hour break to rush back to Hardin County and take showers, change, eat, not look like death, etc.
Then we head on back up there and we find out that he's doing so well they are going to go ahead and move him from ICU down to the transplant floor. Normally he would have to spend at least two nights in ICU so this is good news, yay! So they move him down there around six (I am majorly guessing at times here) and more people come to visit. I head home with Angie and Bree around 8 and here I am, with Joe, staying at my parents' house with my sisters for the night, back to work in the morning!
Now after reading all that, maybe you feel like I do right now, like it FLEW by. A whirlwind of miracles, and prayers, and sleep depravation. Basically this is what I have to say at the end of these two crazy days:
Thank you Lord!
There are really no other words than that. It is completely insane to me to think that Monday night we all went to bed "without a care in the world" and here we are, 48 hours later and our lives are changed! Whether anyone realizes that change or not, we have been blessed with possibly many many more years with my dad. God has great plans for him! He has been diabetic since before I was born, I truly cannot describe to you how BIG OF A DEAL this is!
I just hope that by this example you will all realize the power of PRAYER in our lives. My God is mighty to save.
So I got a call from my dad yesterday morning around 5 am telling me that he just got a call from Jewish hospital and it's time for his pancreas transplant. I thought he was joking. If you know my dad at all you know that pulling this kind of joke is not beyond him.
See he has only been on the list for a pancreas for three weeks. He had a kidney transplant in December 2007 and they mentioned a possible pancreas transplant in the future. For those that don't know, my dad is diabetic. And for lack of any medical knowledge, I will just say that means his pancreas doesn't do it's job. So we knew it was a possibility. A few months ago he started heading down that road....getting his gallblatter removed, different things working towards this transplant.Then they made him active just three weeks ago.
Anyways, we all get up to the hospital around 6:30. "All" meaning my dad, my mom, my sisters, me, Joe, my grandma, and my aunt Susan my dad's sister. So they tell us they are making sure the tissue on the pancreas matches, and they should know that by 9 oclock and start the surgery by ten. Well of course nothing started on time, but long morning short, they did match, and the surgery was underway around 12. We were initially told that it would take 5-7 hours, then my dad's surgeon said it would probably take between four and five. Well it took just under four hours and the whole thing was done.
And of course this whole time people are coming and going, and texting and calling, and commenting my mom, sisters, and me on Facebook (thanks to all for your prayers!) and then he is sent to ICU and in recovery. So different people get to go back and see him at different times, and my mom and I ended up spending the night at the hospital. And we were there all day today, minus a quick four hour break to rush back to Hardin County and take showers, change, eat, not look like death, etc.
Then we head on back up there and we find out that he's doing so well they are going to go ahead and move him from ICU down to the transplant floor. Normally he would have to spend at least two nights in ICU so this is good news, yay! So they move him down there around six (I am majorly guessing at times here) and more people come to visit. I head home with Angie and Bree around 8 and here I am, with Joe, staying at my parents' house with my sisters for the night, back to work in the morning!
Now after reading all that, maybe you feel like I do right now, like it FLEW by. A whirlwind of miracles, and prayers, and sleep depravation. Basically this is what I have to say at the end of these two crazy days:
Thank you Lord!
There are really no other words than that. It is completely insane to me to think that Monday night we all went to bed "without a care in the world" and here we are, 48 hours later and our lives are changed! Whether anyone realizes that change or not, we have been blessed with possibly many many more years with my dad. God has great plans for him! He has been diabetic since before I was born, I truly cannot describe to you how BIG OF A DEAL this is!
I just hope that by this example you will all realize the power of PRAYER in our lives. My God is mighty to save.
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