We were up and at it about ten minutes late this morning. That’s about right for us. We arrived at the hospital–next door–about 7:50 AM. Lucia was in her pre-op bed by 8:30.
A few friends came to pray. I sat with her until they rolled her away at 9:50 AM. There were no glitches except a slight kerfuffle between the transport attendant and the pre-op nurse about Lucia not having a green cap. Hers was red. Red means, STOP. Green means, GO.
He was adamant about not moving her until she gets a green cap. And he was a bit miffed that he was not in the “know” about why she did not have a green cap.
The kerfuffle was a bit unnerving since it was just before they rolled her away to get cut. The nurse and attendant were arguing just outside our blanketed wall, like parents arguing in the other room. Then they put on their “southern smiles” as they stepped into our area to continue the prep process.
And just like fussing parents, they acted as though we could not hear what was going on between them.
Lucia did get her green cap, praise God.
Let’s just say this is a “rural hospital,” which has many perks like all the incredible attention you receive. But they are a bit weak in certain areas. E.g., the check-in attendant at the front desk stepped away for a bit. I told her I’d take over, which seemed to be fine with her.
After the attendant left for an errand, a couple came around the corner in need of surgery. I welcomed the man and his wife in and chatted them up for a bit. They were grateful and even thought I was part of the staff. I mean, since I was standing there with a Yeti full of coffee, my special Colorado hoodie, and flip-flops. I guess I blended. (Please don’t share this with anyone ’cause I don’t want to have to deny it. It’s a great hospital.)
Lucia went into surgery just before 10 AM and came out at 1:10. I talked to the doc at 1:20. (He was not too keen on me recording him. He seemed a bit paranoid, but the problem is that I forget stuff, so recording seemed prudent.)
She went into room 424 to recover. I went to pick up Tristen and then came back home to get Haydn and Ansa. We saw Lucia at 3 PM, and she looked wasted. We talked briefly, and she said she was in a lot of pain. I did not want to speak too much with her so she could rest.
They are going to increase her meds.
The good news is that they are not alarmed about anything. The doc also said things went well. What she is experiencing is normal, though you never like to see a person go through pain, especially family. With that said, she’s doing well.
She needs to sleep primarily. More medication will help. We’ll stay a few hours, but our primary objective is for her to sleep. I will bring her home tomorrow around noon after the doc comes by to release her, which he said that should happen.
Lucia will sleep for most of the next two weeks. This amount of rest will give her the best chance to recover well.
More to come…