Are We Having Fun Yet??

My mom is always asking this in the midst of the *not-so-fun* experiences of life. Last night sometime around 11 she asked the inevitable question. And for anyone who is curious...no, we weren't.

In case you have lived a charmed life and not discovered this fact for yourself yet....the local ER is not the place you want to be on a Saturday night. (Especially when it is the *other* ER...the one across town from the one where Dear Hubby is employed. ;-)) However, that is precisely where I ended up last night with my mom. I'll save my rant for later, but let's just say I have spent more than my share of time in ER's in my life, and last night was one of the *worst* experiences *ever*. (And that is saying a lot. Believe me.)

The short story (aka the "I Still Haven't Had Any Sleep" version) is that the external fixator (metal pin/screw/bar contraption that was surgically placed 7 1/2 weeks ago to set my mom's broken arm) was coming loose and moving in places that it wasn't supposed to. We were told that she would have to have surgery (in the middle of the night, mind you) to re-place it. After sitting for *hours* with no activity at all, she finally went up to surgery at 11-something. And *after* they had already started pre-op anesthesia, the surgeon actually looked at her arm and decided she didn't need surgery after all, but simply needed the device removed.

So....they went ahead and put her to sleep to do a procedure that they would normally do in-office without any sort of anesthesia. Have I mentioned that my mom does not do well with anesthesia? For anyone local, if you want the name of an orthopedic surgeon to avoid like the plague....let me know and I'll be glad to share. :)

However, all's well that ends well, I suppose. Mother's arm is now metal-free, I finally ate supper around 1:30 a.m., and I even got home in time for Billy to finish patching the roof before church (in anticipation of the heavy rain/wind we did indeed have immediately *after* church. Ugh!)

I'm trying diligently to stay up until the church-bound folk leave in an hour or so, and then I plan to go to bed. For the night. As in, until tomorrow morning.

Maybe we'll have fun tomorrow.


1 comment:

Life at the Lake said...

Aww, it seems to never end sometimes doesn't it? That's one of my questions for God lately - why are so many of my friends going through soooooo many trials and it just doesn't seem to end - it's one after another. Praying you are getting rest and these days will end soon.
Jody D.