Feb 22, 2009

Hi from the hospital . . .


(you can use this picture - it is from the Library of Congress and copyright free)

I left you a picture so that you'll have something to look at besides boring personal stuff. Kent, my sweet hubby, it seems has done a good job keeping you posted but I am afraid I will lose some of my followers for being so light on the art and heavy on the personal news. I have read some of the posts and some of the comments but they made me cry so I had to move on before I embarrass myself in front of the other waiting room folks. Thank you for all of you love, prayers, and good thoughts. They are helping.

I am in the hospital . . . . still. Well, not as a patient as you know, but here none the less. This is the first I have been on the internet since I left home a week ago. I just have not been able to concentrate or find the right time or right spot in a waiting room. We have been here everyday all day and sometimes nights since last Wednesday - 12-18 hours at a time. That is a lot of waiting and being on edge. My brother has been taking the long night shifts and I have been taking care of my dad's wife in the motel we are in nearby. I am tired and bored and tense and lonely and very homesick. At least I won't worry about flying home - I can't wait to get on that plane! I think I will be here another 2 weeks, maybe a little less. My brother is leaving tomorrow to go back to work. I will stay behind and help my dad get home and finish easing back into normalcy. We are not sure when he will be released yet, but things are going well. They did not stop his heart during surgery for fear it would not start again, but they were somehow able to work around it, one section at a time and he has done very, very well. He doesn't feel good, he's exhausted (from trying to sleep sitting up for 3 days), he won't eat, and is very grumpy but he is really doing fine - all vitals are good and he walked without a walker or any assistance the very first time he tried yesterday.

I tried to take a break today from the hospital and go to Hobby Lobby for my first time ever, but it was closed on Sunday, darn it. Well, at least I won't know what I'm missing.

I miss you all very much and all the blogs I love to visit. We could not get my computer to connect to the internet at my dad's house so it made it difficult for me to go blog hopping let alone anything else. I will try again next week when we get out of the hospital. I really hope you are all well and I cannot wait to to get all caught up with you. That's all I can say for now or I get too emotional. Love you!

13 comments:

TxScrapAddict said...

Prayers for your Father, it's hard to be a good child sometimes. Keep happy & pleasant thougths with you!!

BlueRidgeLady said...

Hi Marsha!

I wish you weren't so far away so I could come and help you and sit with you and be there for you. Now, if we went to Hobby Lobby that would be dangerous! It's that kind of store! I'm so glad to hear your Dad is doing well. That's great news and I bet he will feel even better once he can go home. We miss ya and will see you soon! Be happy and stay postitive!

Shelly said...

Hi Marsha! I'm positive you don't need to worry about losing your audience. We're all waiting patiently and thinking of you. Glad to hear that your Dad is doing well (I'd be grumpy if I had to sleep sitting up for one night let alone three!). Don't forget to take care of yourself when you can. Hugs!

Linda Cain said...

I am so bad, I have not been reading blogs, too overwhelmed with assignments...beware of what you wish for....but you and dad are in my thoughts and if he's grumpy, he's getting better! Take it from me and past experience. You're a good daughter, and you have a great husband keeping things going, and us informed. You are blessed as am I!

Take care, I'm babbling...I still need your address for your gift when you have time.
Your Friend in ART,
Linda

Cha Cha said...

Oh, my sweet friend!

I have done that whole bored-yet-stressed hospital waiting game. It's like a pair of shoes that pinch - you just can't get comfortable, no matter how hard you try.

I'm glad to hear that your dad is improving. Please know that I'm thinking about you all. Take care!

xoxo
Cha Cha

Tace said...

Hello there Ms. Tumble Fish! I am happy you were able to get online as I too have suffered the withdrawal symptoms of no internet access. I hear tell there was a time when the internet didn't even exist but I think people are just lying about that....too scary to imagine. ;)
I hope your father continues healing well, I am sending heaps of positive good thoughts that fairly sparkle with fairy-esque magic your way. Did you just see a twinkle oughtta the corner of your eye? Oh yep, that's my good thoughts, there's a time delay between here and Missouri so by the time I post this comment and you read it then the good thoughts will have arrived happily on their good thought invisible wings.
O.k....it's late and I can tell because now I am wondering how one could go about drawing these happy little good thoughts with wings, and how'd they'd look hovering about a person all glowing and iridescent....the good thoughts not the person. ;)

Kim Mailhot said...

Oh how fun to "hear" your blog voice ! Glad to know youur Dad is doing okay - grumpy is good I think...means they want to get better and get out of there asap !

Sending prayers that he continues to getter better quickly, that you keep from getting too bored and that you get a trip to Hobby Lobby in before you get back on that plane!

Leslie said...

Happy to hear your voice again! And I'll keep sending those positive thoughts!!!

roc said...

hey miss tumblethud stud....bored? well obviously you are NOT doing the hokey pokey. now go turn yourself 'round! much love coming your way!
roc

Alberta and Ava said...

OMG, It's you, my kindred spirit! I am so happy your fathre is recuperating. No one can understand the devasting impact of a sick parent on a child (even a grown child). To see the person you've depended upon for everything weakened and ill can reduce anyone to an infantile emotional state. If you find that you're not feeling like a "big girl," don't you dare judge yourself for not being a tower of strnght (you are). Be kind to that little girl and take care of her. I don't mean to sound trite or like a know it all, but this happens. I know because I experienced it while my father was ill. I was so ashamed by my babyishness, and then someone at church gave me a pamphlet about caring for aging parents to read. I understand then why I felt like i did and just knowing gave me the strength. well, I've droned on with my psycho-babble long enough, but I didn't want you to be caught off-guard. I wish I could do more to help you and be there in the physical sense, but know that I am thinking of you, and I think you are a wonderful daughter. I miss you and all the color and fun that is you, you fish monger, you. I mean that with all love-

Alberta

Alberta and Ava said...

a typist I'm not

barnett8834@roadrunner.com said...

Hi Miss Marcia! While I've gotten my updates from Kent and Aunt Di, it's good to "hear" from you too! Glad to hear that thing's went well and you're all back at your dad's home. Take it easy - we miss you and love you! You're always in our prayers!

Kimmie & Matt

Cathy said...

gosh, i've trying to make you laugh, not cry! hang in! we miss you. keeping your dad in prayer!