Thursday, May 19, 2011
Grandma did not sleep well. The anxiety, worry, and fear kept me awake most of the night.
The family all gathered at the hospital early that morning, so that we could see Hunter before he went to surgery. It was so very hard to have to leave that little one, but faith had to be on our side. There were many family and friends praying for this little guy. We knew that he was in good hands, but all the "unkowns" are the greatest creator of fear.
The surgery staff was very good at coming out at different intervals and giving the family updates on Hunter's status. At each time, he was tolerating the surgery and doing very well. He's a trooper and a fighter! After a long 4 1/2 hours, they told us that Hunter was out of surgery, that he did great and we would be able to see him soon!
Even though my mom was a nurse for over 30 years, and I have worked in a hospital for 20 plus years, it was still a bit of a shock to see so many tubes, pumps, wires, sensors and monitors attached to his tiny little body. You feel so different when it is your "own" laying there.
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