hanging in there…

Flee from the crowd and dwell with truthfulness;
Suffice thee with thy goods, tho’ they be small:
To hoard brings hate, to climb brings giddiness;
The crowd has envy, and success blinds all;
Desire no more than to thy lot may fall;
Work well thyself to counsel others clear,
And Truth shall make thee free,
there is no fear!

Geoffrey Chaucer / Ballade of the Good Counsel

(Good ol Geoffrey Chaucer holding a set of prayer beads like the ones I had with me today)

After an exceedingly long day…
My son and I finally got Dad home at almost 9PM.
Surgery was a bit over 2 hours and went well.
Recovery, however, was a different matter.

The tumor was / is large, so the surgeon took what he could,
leaving the rest…as it has become a part of the bladder.
It is fast growing and deep but he hopes that by trimming it,
he has curtailed the bleeding.

Dad woke straight away, ready to immediately depart for home…
that not being his eternal home, but rather his home with his chair and TV…

The problem however was his oxygen levels…they simply would not regulate.
He was admitted to extended recovery where we waited…and waited,
much to Dad’s displeasure.
I believe if I had suggested that we unplug him from all life sustaining devices
and hightail it out of there, he and that walker of his would have beaten me
to the elevators…

He came home with a cath…which the nurses gave me a crash course on
plugging, unplugging and replugging,
all with way too much dad TMI…
But hopefully that will be removed Tuesday at the post op appointment.
Pathology should be back by Tuesday as well…but I think the doctor is
pretty certain as to which direction that may sadly be headed…

However, taking the lead from a fellow southern belle, that often defiant Scarlett O’Hara…
“I’ll think about that tomorrow…”

Your prayers and well wishes sustained us throughout the day,
as some in the medical field doubted Dad coming through today’s ordeal in one piece…
Yet Dad is like that energizer bunny…mixed with a little of that old Timex watch ad…
all rolled in to one…
He takes a lickin, but keeps on tickin…
on and on and on….
thank the Lord!

It is now very late, or rather very early…so on that weary note…..
Good night,
good night!
Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night
till it be morrow

20 comments on “hanging in there…

  1. Once more into the breach dear friends… continued prayers Julie. God bless you and yours!

  2. dawnlizjones says:

    Father, great grace, mercy, and peace over Julie’s family. Guidance in all options, good sleep and rest, and greater awareness of Your magnificent presence. In Jesus’ Name!

  3. Lynda says:

    Julie, such a difficult time for you as you await the results but already know in your heart what they will reveal. Prayers continue as always for your continued strength and grace!

  4. KIA says:

    Lost my dad in 2010. Prayer? How’s that working?

    • I am sorry for you loss. I lost my mom in 1986 at the age of 53 to cancer, I was 25. I prayed then as I continue to pray now for my dad…as I continue to ask those who pray, for their prayers… I have lived long enough to know that prayer is so much more than simply me asking a magic fairy for some sort of wish to come true…it is a communion of Spirit, my spirit with that of another—I may not alway like how things turn out…but the prayers surpass even my understanding…as they are an extension of such a mysterious transcendence…one I often can’t explain…
      thank you for your thoughts as this is a tough time…

  5. Continuing to pray.

  6. Wally Fry says:

    Belated good night my friend and prayers as always

  7. Oh now that’s kind of funny. My sister called my mom the energizer bunny. I expect they would have had a lot in common. I know you have to be exhausted and do hope you can have a quiet restful day tomorrow. Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤

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