Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Conversation with Joey this morning
Joey [looking disturbed/squeamish/alarmed]: So, Mom, did you get to see Dad's surgery?
Me: Noooooo. But I got to see him after his surgery last night.
Joey: When can I see him?
Me: I don't know, honey. Dad doesn't feel too well right now, so we have to let him rest in the hospital.
Joey: But you get to go see him every day?
Me: Yes, he's my husband!
Joey: Lucky . . . I wish I was you.
Gotta love the mind of a 6-year-old.
Michael called me from his hospital room this morning. He's clearly in a lot of pain, but coherent. He didn't remember having called me from the OR right before his surgery, and he said he barely remembers me being with him in recovery last night. I was just so good to hear him talking.
I'm off to the hospital, but will update later. Thank you so much, to everyone, from the bottom of my heart, for all the well wishes.