Triumph.....

Wow, anesthesia is a b***h....hahaha....I am upright but not uptight so I thought I would write a little today. I have so much to tell. Tuesday is partly a blur but here it goes....
I got to the hospital promptly at 7:33 and was taken to the registration desk. The older gentleman that signed me in wasn't rude but he wasn't particularly inviting either. Very business like, no side conversation, just a question here and sign there....okay I can deal with that. He told me my outrageous copay and did not offer a payment arrangement. So, with a steady hand and straight face I wrote a check.....they should be calling any day now....*wink**wink*.......I called my friends Elisa and Dena and then called by the same nurse I had for my lumpectomy....deja vous huh....to a room where my breast surgeon would inject radiation to guide him to any lymph nodes near one of the sites in question. She and I talked about her trip to Maui, her dad's passion for hangliding and my disregard for stupid people. My doc injected me and off I went to wait with the other 12 or so women waiting for surgery. Some were alone, others were with spouses and some with friends or other family members. I felt special, I had my husband AND mom with me. My kids were with Auntie Lynnie (AKA, my sorority sister) at the science museum. They wanted to be there when I woke up, didn't want to go to school and I wasn't going to make them.
So then nurse Carla (I asked her if I could use her name) comes in....she's the same nurse I had for my lumpectomy and I'm like....is this the twilight zone? Anyway, she takes vitals, asks questions...blah, blah blah and offers me a Valium cocktail....I took it faster than a cat could lick his butt and then went to sleep. When I awoke, it was noon.....WHAT??? I thought I was going into surgery @ 11:30??? Then it made sense, the Valium was to shut me up so I would not go off about the delay....it's a racket I tell ya.....so promptly @ 12:30 a short man walks in and I immediately recognize him as my anesthesiologist....you guessed it....same one from last time....I apologized for not paying him the 56 bucks I owe him and Carla said....just wait till ya get this bill:) I kissed my mom and hubby and off I went.....
I woke around 4 something to see my kids, mom, hubby and Auntie Lynnie in my room. My throat was sore and I could not focus....my stomach was okay but my legs were itchy.........as far as I could tell I didn't pee or poop on myself and I was wrapped tighter than King Tut...but I was ALIVE!!!!
I was given hugs and kisses, there were flowers and cards, and I was ALIVE!!! My kids only stayed for a little while the 2 youngest ones had a hard time seeing mommy on an IV and in bed. They were comforted by grandma and Lynne when they got home and took their butts to school the next day:)
My hubby stayed with me. He was tired, relieved and hungry. That did not stop him from taking me to the bathroom, cleaning me up, and walking with me at 12:30 at night. He fluffed my pillows, made me sip broth and let me in on a secret...he hates the word doo doo. I guess that's 2 words.....
I spoke with his sisters and mother early the next morning and thanked them....for they had a hand in raising such an amazing individual. Some men would have bailed back in October when we started this journey but not my Kevin....he is steadfast in his commitment to me and is a REAL man.....like us all, he doesn't always live his life in imitation of Christ, but he tries. He was confident that I would come through this surgery....just like a good athlete, you can predict the outcome before the game is over:) He has shown me that real love is when the chips are down and you are there picking them up is what matters.....we have become a stronger couple and family because of this. Now don't get it twisted, he will someday be annoying and worrisome but right now, I'm enjoying him as he is...
My plan and purpose has moved to triumph. As a believer I have an advantage in this game we call life. The current culture and community sometimes focuses on frivolous ideals and insignificant activities. Take for instance my kids school. The community is in turmoil, shambles if you will, but that's because some people have lost focus. Some people think they are in "charge"....hahahaha....I am living proof that GOD is ALWAYS in charge!!! They are fools if they think they can dismiss Scripture and the tradition of the church....any church....I'm tired and cramping now so I leave with this.....
2 Corinthians 2:14 tells us GOD leads us triumph....and this has SAVED MY LIFE.....