Thanks for prayers and wishing well!
Eleonore Beaudoin
My mom waited until mid afternoon to be operated, which kept my nerves in
a bundle that much longer. The op before hers took longer than expected
and then the drs had lunch, etc.
Was maybe for the best, as they then started freshen up and more awake
than in the morning maybe.
The op went fine. They could keep it to laparascopy though it is unsure at
this time if the remembered to check her livr and for other stones elsewhere.
They removed her gall bladder entirely as it was completely blocked, and
swollen.
She stayed in the waking room for 2 hours and they then proceeded t
transfer her to her room, where anther two hours later I had news that she
was awake, if sluggish still, and my brother in law even said that he made
her laugh: she said she was fine but very very thirsty all the tie, and he
said he woudl bring her trwo sx packs, which got her laughing, and a few
oter jokes that made her laugh, which to me shows she is fine but also
*relieved* pychologically. She said too much and too often before hwo she
was 'not afraid, not afraid' when there were no questions asking her if
she was. So I *knew* she was afraid. I even had dared her to then prove she
was not afraid and have the op.
I later was sorry for having said that thnking that if soemthing happened
while she was under, I woudl regret my words forever.
But as I said it was so bad, soemthing had to be done months ago, and
their stretchng it so long means she is not out of the woods, because she
can eat nothign fatty *at all* without her gall bladder, ad will have a
hard time gaining the minimum weight needed to have strengt and health.
Thanks to all who set good vibes, prayers and wishes.
Very much appreciated.
It is extremely rare they will operate on people that age. They did it
because she otherwise has no serius health issues (no heart probs, n high
pressure probs, no lung probs, no vital organ probs), if she had a stroke
in her 50s (a really really bad one) and a milder one a few years ago only
(3 or 4). She ahd pressure probs once because she waited too long to say
she had pain, when her kidneys got infected. We even were called to her
bedside that time.
I will always remember how she looked me deep in the eye and how instantly
I had told her that time �It is not your Time, mom:)', and proceeded to
feel her skin, to feel if any spot was colder, spotting the kidneys and
telling my sister she had a bad kidney infection, to pelase pease ask the
drs, tell them so, not so directly as they woudl get p o asking her if she
was a dr, but suggesting she has pain 'there' showing her the spot and
saying it felt colder than elsewhere.
Sure enough it was a bad kidney infection that time. But so so bad that we
nearly lost her becaise she waited too long before mentioning she had any
pain(.
But when I had answered her looking straight int my eyes to read my own
thoughts and feeling,s to read if I felt it was er time or not, beore she
even acknowledged my prsene in any other way, she then had said out loud
to the others :'I trust her. She woudl never lie to me, that one.'.
She immediately had with our help, stretcing an arm to mean to help her
out of bed, tried to sit up and get up to be taken to the hospital,
accepting then that she would come back since I ahd said it was not her
time...
But this time now was soemthign else. Se was so so weak and skinnywhen I
alst saw her this last Aug for a short few miutes, that I really feared
she would not make it through the op.
She fainted nce that we know of, maybe more times that she did not
mention, at the end of the summer and even hurt herr arm as she lost
consciousness and fell outdoors. She told me she had not told my brothers
to not worry them but that she then walked in, after coming to, and went
to the washroom to hide. There was then interrogation in her voice tone
and I had told her that this happened to me once ages ago, the only time
where I had an indigestion that made me throw up...
She then fast admitted that she had indeed thrown up, oce in the washroom,
ad in her voice was her feeling less worried beause if I coudl say what it
was wuithout her telling me, then she trusted. I asked her if she went
blid a moment,. She said yes. Told her that with her then gal bladder
giving her so much trouble, it was indeed a bad bad indigestion. Did she
go and eat fat again? Yes? Bingo.
If we had told her not to, she still would. But after that tie, she
stopped. Atleast for a while. Very stubborn she is. Has its good in
survival, and its bad in taking better care of herself. Too demanding on
her body.
Sister will keep her at her place and says she will even keep her for
XMas, where she can go visit for short ties at the most, if she insiss but
will not be alowed to be at the farm ad serve the brothers teir meals or
do XMas chores in any way. GOOD!
God beless that sister of mine....
She suffers from ehalth probs and her hubby had a kidney transplant a few
years back. That day, she had her weejkly bath service: as in unable to
ahve a bath on her own, she has someoen coming to help her have a bath oce
a week. And it fell at the same tiem as the operation....
I felt horrible to ask her to please postpone the bath and be with mom at
the waking room, ask again if she could be allowed. She protested at forst
but she coudl see I felt horribel to ask that. The learnign that it woudl
be at exact time when mom woud get int op room, at 10:30, just the time
for her to drive ome, told her that oh, then maybe it as perfect! So maybe
she did go back home running to have her weekly bath, then ran back to see
mom who then was operated onlyin the afternoon.
For her to loo after mom and take her to all apointments with drs, and
lord knows there were many, while her own daughter was about to give borth
to her second child, after a hirrifying forst birth giving a few years
ago....To now have that second grand child and at times baby sitting both
plus taking care of mom who needs help to walk so weak she got waiting for
the op....
God bless thatsister of mine....
And my brothers too. Becaue if they are spoiled rotten brats that too
often quarrel out of being jalous of one another and being old fashion
horrible machos, and LAZY like can't be, they still do care greatly abut
mom, and do all they an to try and make her res, not eat what she houdl
not, etc. Big prob being their constantly fighting putting horrible
emotional pressure on mom, of course, where they just won't stop it:(.
And my mother having a very marked and well known preference for her
'boys' there is no moving her out of there. It is her home, too, the place
where she lived raising us and with my dad, her place of home feeling and
good memories. And of course there is 'no place like home'., and she coudl
not make it alone without the brothers, just the same...
Thanks to all, thanks to life, and thanks to God and angls and Mary and St
Jude and all the saints and everyoen and everythign that cotributed to the
op going well.
Will feel better myself after another 2 weeks, when I see she sleeps
normally, not excessively due to anesthesy taking time to wear off at that
age, and gaisn strenght and find what she can eat and adapts fine...
But..THANK YOU people....
Only once in my car drivin back home coudl I finally smile that ig, and
tears fell down as the smile came, so happy I was she made it.
Thanks again to all....
C