Passing the Time

We are very thankful this Friday evening, because we still have not received a phone call from Mac with test results. We were reminded by one of our doctors, on Thursday, that the longer it takes to receive word, the better it usually is. As my cousin Elly says, we're hoping for results that are so insignificant they almost forget to tell us. It's hard being in the space between not knowing and knowing, but glad that as time passes, our anxiety should actually go down. I guess it's another strange place to be in.  We had a lot of waiting yesterday, so we thought we'd share pictures of how we pass the time. 

 

Funny glasses can help ease tension almost anywhere.  Caleb's eyes are closed because this picture is taken minutes before his procedure.  He was incredibly unhappy, and having a really hard time knowing what to do.  One of the hardest things for him was having to put on surgical pajamas.  He hasn't worn them since his port surgery, the surgery from which he awoke in the PCCU.  We had a brief chance to talk about that, which I suppose is healthy, but it was hard and sad.  We don't like thinking about those early days very much.

Eating Halloween candy in the discharge room in the evening.  Before the procedure, Caleb needed to fast for 12 hours--from about midnight Wednesday until whenever the procedure's done.  So Wednesday evening I plunked the bowl of halloween candy on the coffee table and told him to eat as much as he wanted, and to pack a container with treats for after the procedure.  This seemed to work out as an effective way to get him through such a long period of fasting! 

Tim and I upgraded our cell phone plans during the first few weeks of hospital trips, in an effort to maintain our communication and manage our family's needs between hospital trips and overnight stays.  Our kids are quickly learning about texting, and a favourite way for Caleb to spend wait times is texting either Daddy, Aunt Rhoda, or Aunt Sara.  111122223333444fffffcccccccaaaaaaalllllll to you too.

 

John Deere.  Caleb taught the nurses about balers and tractors.  He also taught them about portacaths and how to be de-accessed.  And how to ride away from a venogram sedation on a tricycle and how to keep smiling.