A long day..
Todays time line
7:00am- Everyone is up and anxious to start the day.
8:30am- Mom and Dad head toward the hospital.
8:45am- Topher and I grab breakfast, and one to go for Mom.
9:30am- Dad is done with all the intake shit and we sit waiting for the pre-op people to take him away
10:30am- They call him to get ready.. Place him in the cutest Jonnie and even cuter socks.
7:00am- Everyone is up and anxious to start the day.
8:30am- Mom and Dad head toward the hospital.
8:45am- Topher and I grab breakfast, and one to go for Mom.
9:30am- Dad is done with all the intake shit and we sit waiting for the pre-op people to take him away
10:30am- They call him to get ready.. Place him in the cutest Jonnie and even cuter socks.
11:30am- They let us keep Dad company. Expect them to take him any moment.
12:30pm- Nobody from the hospital tells us a thing.. we keep waiting
1:30pm-Dad entertains us with stories of his childhood.. we are amazed he made it through his teenage years.
2:30pm-More stories and higher anxiety.. Dad is starving, he hasn't be allowed to eat for days. Topher and I in sympathy for his hunger go out and eat...
3:45pm- We are getting sick of looking at each other.
4:00pm- Finally the Doctors come out and ask more questions.. Dad keeps his cool.. I think I would have been much more snarky, if it was me... Starving and hours of waiting and waiting and waiting.
4:30pm- He gets wheeled in. Thank God, we are all surprisingly calm.
5:30pm - Mom, Topher and I are getting punch drunk.. Coffee and Coke flowing through our veins.
12:30pm- Nobody from the hospital tells us a thing.. we keep waiting
1:30pm-Dad entertains us with stories of his childhood.. we are amazed he made it through his teenage years.
2:30pm-More stories and higher anxiety.. Dad is starving, he hasn't be allowed to eat for days. Topher and I in sympathy for his hunger go out and eat...
3:45pm- We are getting sick of looking at each other.
4:00pm- Finally the Doctors come out and ask more questions.. Dad keeps his cool.. I think I would have been much more snarky, if it was me... Starving and hours of waiting and waiting and waiting.
4:30pm- He gets wheeled in. Thank God, we are all surprisingly calm.
5:30pm - Mom, Topher and I are getting punch drunk.. Coffee and Coke flowing through our veins.
8:00pm- The Doctor finally comes out and gives us the bad news. Tells us we can see him in about a half hour.. a nurse will come get us.
9:00pm- Still waiting.. the waiting room is getting empty, the hospital staff are long gone.
Mom goes and finds someone to give us a idea.. she is allowed to see Dad who is still groggy.
I am not going to lie, today was tough. I wish the staff could have been more helpful. Updates would have been nice, rather than parking Dad behind a curtain and forgetting about him. When you think you are going into surgery at 9am and are made to wait 7 hours is its own kind of cruel. Add to that being hungry. Grrrrrr.
The surgeon told us that they could not remove the cancer. The Cancer is a stage 3.. Looks like Chemo time.
The only good news of the day is that dad is strong and the cancer has not spread outside of the pancreas.
9:00pm- Still waiting.. the waiting room is getting empty, the hospital staff are long gone.
Mom goes and finds someone to give us a idea.. she is allowed to see Dad who is still groggy.
I am not going to lie, today was tough. I wish the staff could have been more helpful. Updates would have been nice, rather than parking Dad behind a curtain and forgetting about him. When you think you are going into surgery at 9am and are made to wait 7 hours is its own kind of cruel. Add to that being hungry. Grrrrrr.
The surgeon told us that they could not remove the cancer. The Cancer is a stage 3.. Looks like Chemo time.
The only good news of the day is that dad is strong and the cancer has not spread outside of the pancreas.
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