In surgery
This is Doreen’s husband. She has given me permission *sic* to update her blog for her. We got in to baltimore yesterday for her dye injection. I’m sure she will go in to more detail about it later, but let me just say how awful it was watching her go through that. After that, we had a good dinner at the hotel and tried to get a good nights sleep.
She has been wheeled back in to surgery and now the wait.
People warn you of all that you are to expect but you really can’t prepare until the day comes. I’m the man. I am supposed to fix things. To see someone as brave and strong as Doreen endure this kind of pain and fear is the hardest. I can’t fix it. I can’t take away the fear. It sucks.
When I left her prep room her chest was all marked up with purple marker, she had no makeup, and tubes were all getting hooked up. She was smiling and beautiful.
I have a good bunch of hours to burn sitting in a waiting room listening to musac versions of all my Kenny G favorites. I will post an update when surgery is done.