Dave has been home from the hospital for a full week. He's doing amazingly well (you didn't expect anything less, right?). I started to get a little bit concerned on Tuesday that he was spending too much time in bed (wow, that makes me sound pretty hard core). I think it would be really easy to start getting a little bit depressed after undergoing such major surgery. Now I'm not obtuse enough to think there's any real comparison between his surgery and the three c-sections I had, but I do remember that when I was tired and I hurt and I just wanted to be in bed, the thing that always made me feel better was to force myself to get up and move around and to get out of the house and get some fresh air. I do have his doctor's blessing in trying to get him up and moving around. The doctor said the more he's moving around and walking, the faster he'll recover. When I laid those thoughts out for him, instead of smacking me down as I might have done if I were him, he seems to have taken it to heart.
Yesterday, he got up and took a shower (after being sufficiently wrapped in half a box of Saran Wrap to cover his drains and j-tube) and then came with me to pick Miles up from school. We took Miles out for an ice cream cone and then ran some errands (important stuff like picking up prescriptions and going to Tully's for a latte). We also stopped by the surgeon's office since we thought one of Dave's incisions was starting to look funky. He's got a slight local infection on his neck incision, but for now we just need to keep it clean and put antibiotic ointment on it. We'll be going back in tomorrow for a chest x-ray and hopefully to get one of his drains removed. And I'm really, really excited that they said I no longer need to give him meds at 2:00 am. Now if I could just get Molly to sleep through the night... Actually, Dave will still probably wake me up at least once a night for his pain meds, but I'm only too happy to retire the 2:00 vibrating cel phone alarm.
Today, we had a nice, low-key day. Ian was in school until 5:15 (he does drama and Tae Kwon Do right after school), Miles had a playdate with his best friend Liam, and Molly had her first-ever playdate (an all-day one, too!) with our new friend Tara and her two boys, Cooper and Oscar. (Tara is the photographer who did the family pictures you see on this blog. She's really incredible and a wonderfully talented family photographer. You can check out her work at www.taraclarkphotography.com and if you want to see a slideshow of all the pictures she took for our family before Dave's surgery it's at www.taraclarkphotography.com/mcgeoy .)
That's really about all. Life is slowly starting to feel a little bit more normal. Dave's sister Michele came into town tonight and I showed her how to take care of Dave's meds so I can spend some good time out with the kids this weekend. Off to bed now.
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A shower! Hooray!
Before David's surgery, I told him about Debbie, the nurse at our school who was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer last July.
Well, she was back to work today! She's done with the chemo, the cancer is gone, and she's raring to go.
I know it's not that simple, but still, it was so bad, and now it's all good.
She's with you David... and said for you both to hang tough; it does get better.
Here's to uninterrupted sleep.
It is amazing how much we appreciate a shower when we've gone without for a bit. It sounds like life is getting a little bit more normal each day. Hope to get over to see you guys soon.
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