My Miraculous Mom
My mom got out of surgery on Saturday around 1:15 pm, but they didn't remove the breathing tube until around 7:30 pm.
We got to see her a little after 8:00 pm, and although she was painted with betadine from head to the tips of her toes (literally), she looked good and was laughing and talking, albeit a bit trembly and shaky.
Sunday she woke up wiped out and refused visitors all day. I waited until around 5:00 pm when I had to head back to San Diego and I went over to the hospital, where I was going to beg for at least a peek at her before I had to drive home.
When I showed up she was happy to see me and Steven and we got to visit for 20 minutes or so.
My mom, our miracle.
- Kathleen
1 Comments:
she looks fabulous. I see where you all get your fighting spirit.
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