She's finally resting comfortably right now, but today was HARD. This might not be the most politically correct thing to say, but.... THANK GOD FOR MORPHINE. She was breaking my heart after they wheeled her back from her surgery this morning. She was shaking uncontrollably, and staring at me like a scared little girl. She just kept saying "Please hurry... Oh Marcia... Help me....Hurry Marcia... do something... Help me" -- over and over. I just kept piling blankets on her and saying, "I'm hurrying Mom, I'm trying to help, I promise". Then, when the morphine started taking effect and she started to calm down a bit, she closed her eyes and kept saying, "I just want to go home..... I just want to go home."
... and when she says "home", I'm not really sure she means her apartment. :-(
But I prayed for MERCY, and Jesus heard me. He heard US....and when I mean US, I mean all the friends and family who told me they were praying today. Thank you prayer warriors!!! I believe in the power of prayer and I'm happy to report that as of now she is resting more peacefully and comfortably that I've seen her in the last 5 days.
So thank you.... thank you..... and keep those prayers a comin' because she has another surgery tomorrow. Tomorrow is the actual removal of the rotten 'ol gall bladder. TODAY, she had the stones which had lodged in her main bile duct removed. That surgery went very well.... (more praise!)
The bad news is her white blood count continues to rise, they have found that her heart is enlarged, she tested positive for mrsa in her nose, and she still can't move her legs without yelling in pain. SO... we still have a long, hard climb outta this mess.
Thanks for climbing with me friends....
Love you all...... M