Grandpa came through the surgery fine, and was awake and talking when I left the hospital. Supposedly, they’re going to have him up and walking sometime tomorrow, which is amazing to me. He’s going to have a good bit of recovering to do, but all the doctors and nurses were very happy with his progress.
It was a very surreal day. A lot of my family was there (obviously), and we spent the day talking, laughing, crying, knitting (and crocheting), learning Italian (ok, I was the only one doing that) – it almost felt like a holiday at Grandma’s, except we were in the waiting room of a hospital. Yeah, surreal is a good word for it. When all was said and done, there were about 18 family members in and out all day – in fact, for dinner, we had a sheet pizza and a bucket of wings delivered right to the waiting room! (I didn’t know they could do that!)
Thank you all for your good wishes. They really meant a lot to me!
Good for Grandpa!
I find hospitals to be the place I see family members I don’t normally see…
However, even if it’s a solemn place, it can certainly be a place to celebrate life!
Glad to hear everything went well and Grandpa is doing good. You will all still be in my prayers and thoughts while he is recovering.
I’m praying for you all! Glad the surgery went well.