So My Mister went in for his "triple threat" surgery yesterday at 1:30 pm.
When we got to the Out-Patient Surgical Facility,
they said his heart rate was too high and his glucose levels were high as well.
They just didn't feel comfortable operating on
him and leaving him there with limited staff.
When I heard this, I was about to scream!
We need to get this started!
This surgery is the beginning. Until we get this, we can't go forward!
Luckily, all his doctors were able to reschedule their days. We got him admitted into St. Joe's and got an operating room for 6pm. And in he went.
His parents, Tracy, and I went down to the cafeteria while he was in surgery. It wasn't half bad.
Then we went to the waiting room to...well...you know....wait.
We were entertained with "American Idol."
Two and a half hours later, he was done. The docs came out and told us everything went great. Because he did have his morphine patch, they had to pump more anesthesia in to
keep him under, but other than that, Great!
They let me see him once he woke up. He looked so good. He was talking and making jokes, he was just so wonderful to see! We got him some water after almost 22 hours of no food or water. We even got him a diet coke! He was so happy!
Next, they took him to his room, and we got him situated.
Then I had to leave.
I hated leaving him, but I had to work the next day.
I felt like crap.
I got into bed and grabbed his pillow.
And that's how I slept.
But I did call him this morning. He ate. He slept. He was feeling a little pain.
But all in all good.
His oncologist is going to get him a small blood transfusion, due to the high blood sugar levels that were caused by his steroid meds. And we have an appointment tomorrow morning at where he will start chemo. The doc said he might as well start now, since we got My Mister's blood work done, a frozen biopsy result, and he is really hydrated, with new blood.
I say "Yes! Let's move forward!"
Let's get the ball rolling!