It's now Thursday night and we have finished Day 2 after surgery. Not much sleep last night between Tom needing something and the nurses needing to do something. The kicker was the nurse who brought me instructions for taking care of the new opening. Did she really think I would read it at that time?! (Today I think it's comical.) I was concerned when I went to bed that I wouldn't hear Tom when he needed something so we worked it out that he would tap the suction tube on the bed railing. Well, it worked. The first time he tapped it I jumped up before I was even fully awake!
The doctors came in about 7:00 and were, again, pleased with how Tom is healing. They cleaned the tube and put it back easily. Later in mo rning a respiration gal came in and took the tube out again but didn't put it back so easily. I requested that she not remove it again but let the doctors do it. Sure am getting assertive! But that also made me concerned about ME doing it. This afternoon when the doctor stopped back in he said that Tom will probably be going home on Saturday! While I am excited to get him home I know that that means I need to be able to take care of him. When I meet with the respiration teacher tomorrow I'm hoping I am a good student and that I don't hurt Tom.
We took 2 strolls through the halls--Tom showing off with his fancing footwork to anyone we passed. He also has the nurses charmed--are we surprised?
During my mostly sleepless night (ok, so I ate chocolate after dinner and I'm sure that didn't help but it sure tasted good!) a couple of Bible verses kept coming to mind. The first was Prov 3:5-6: Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths. The other was I Cor 10:13: No temptation (trial) has seized you except what is common to man and God is faithful who will not let you be tempted (tried) beyond what you are able but with the temptation (trial) will provide a way of escape. I personallized both and enjoyed praying them back to God.
The other thing that moved from head to heart, from knowing it to really knowing I know it--we are not the body we live in. As parts are taken away from Tom it's his spirit that is so much more real than the frame it lives in. It's so clear that as his body fails him he lives on and because of his faith in Jesus Christ will never die. His body will but HE will just change addresses and have a new body that will never fail him. What blessed assurance.
It's also an incredible blessing to be able to spend this time with Tom--IF I can just get this new nursing skill mastered!
The most amazing thing just happened. Just after 7:30 pm 4 women and 2 young girls popped their heads in to ask if we would like to hear some Christmas music! Would we! They sang 4 or 5 songs for us. I cried. Tom directed. We learned that they were from Antioch and we know people in common. I told them I would be missing the children's musical on Sunday. This was like a gift to replace the one I will miss. Before they left we circled Tom's bed and they prayed for us. And OF COURSE Tom got a hug from each one before they left! It was a beautiful gift we were given and the bond we shared was much to be thankful for.
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