Today was a waiting game. Dad was supposed to have surgery at 8AM, so Mom and I headed off to the hospital at the crack of dawn. We arrived at 7:30, to find that surgery had been postponed until 11AM.
Then tomorrow morning.
Dad’s arm and legs aren’t going to heal by themselves. The healing process can’t begin until he has the surgery to put in the rods and pins and plates that will hold his bones together. It’s been four days since the accident and he’s no closer to being better than he was the night it happened. I might have been a little loud with the doctors and I might have used some foul language.
Before we left, we were assured that he’d be taken into the OR by 8AM tomorrow. I have my doubts and I’ll believe it when I see it. I really hope they come through on their word tomorrow.
I’ll update again in the morning and I’ll also fill you in on everything else I was planning to write about for the past four days!
Thanks again for all the prayers and support and wonderful messages! My dad and the rest of us are so grateful for everything!!!