You may be wondering where we've disappeared too, and this week has been rather intense. Andy had intense stomach pain last Tuesday, and after we waited at the ER for hours, they determined his gall bladder was severely infected.
It was a scary few nights, holding my husband's hand while he tried to sleep in the ER hallway's florescent lights, the sound of drunk men yelling, sick people vomiting, various needles and IVs hooked up to his arms.
His temperature and heart rate were sky-rocketing and there was nothing we could do but wait until he could be ushered into surgery the next morning.
It's petrifying when there is nothing you can do to help the person you love.
Some people may thing it's ghoulish to draw him in the hospital, but it helped me to calm some of the emotions. It helps to be so busy concentrating on a subject you forgot what the lines mean.
Finally after a long restless stay in the waiting room, the surgeon came out to tell me how serious the situation was. His temperature rose to 104deg. F and his heart rate was 167; going into critical.
But someone up there is watching over him because everything is alright and he's recovering at home after a few days in the hospital.
I can't thank the amazing team at UMass Memorial enough, truly grateful to be near such excellent professionals. Andy was in very capable hands.
A thousand thanks to Dr. Jim Carroll,
Nurses Yudaya, Tracy, Jen, MaryAnne, Lorraine,
the entire ER staff and EMT Shane,
and everybody else who sent well-wishes to my darling