Mom called me today, having just gotten out of the hospital. My first reaction to her voice was concern: she sounded . . . sad. Or emotional. Turned out she was, in fact, in “a lot of pain.” One of the first things she said was that the procedure “wasn’t minimally invasive, I can tell you that.”
“I don’t know why I thought it was going to be a simpler procedure,” she said, in that slightly higher, sleepier tone. “But I guess I’m glad I didn’t know what it was going to be.”
“You probably would have just worried more, to no effect,” I agreed.
“I just wanted you to know I’m going to be out of commission for a while. Julie” – a close friend of Mom’s who is around my age – “is here and she’s helping me. I have to go now, though. I need to lie down and just rest. The pain is really terrible.”
“Okay,” I said. “I’ll talk to you later. I love you. And have someone read you my blog article!”
She said she would. And off she went, probably to sleep.
I got a call from a very sleepy medicated mom as she was waking up from surgery! It was good to hear her voice and that she came through! I’m thankful Julie was there with her and in that I had great comfort that she was in great hands.