Early tomorrow morning, I take my baby in for gall bladder surgery. Granted, my daughter is 38, but she is still my baby. I will pick her up at 5:30 in the morning for a 6am check in. It is done as outpatient now, so she won't be there long. I will stay for her surgery, make sure she is in recovery and still alive. Then I will go take her dog and cats for their walk, and the dog and I will go pick her up. They will stay with me for the afternoon.
She has been in so much pain this past week that recover from the surgery will be a snap for her. I know mine sure was easy - a few small incisions with 2 staples each. I was back at work before the staples came out. The worst part after a laparoscopy is the referred pain in the shoulder. But she would get through this fine if I were still in Florida, and she will do fine now. She is much like I am - when we are sick we want to be left alone to deal with it. Just go away and leave me alone. I will call you if I need you. Probably. Maybe.
Wednesday morning, Dad and I are going to my sister's for the holiday about 3 hours away. We put it off for a day because of the surgery and will call it off if necessary, but I doubt that will be an issue.
So, prayers for my baby girl. Prayers for our trip. And prayers for all of you.
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