Well, of course, nothing is ever simple.
They didn’t end up releasing Husbandji from the hospital until 8:30 last night.
About 5:30 yesterday afternoon he was still experiencing some pain from the surgery, so they gave him something for the pain, and it’s hospital policy that they won’t release someone, who’s due to be released, until at least an hour after they have been given any additional pain medication.
And of course it was a busy night on that floor of the hospital, so it actually was closer to three hours after he was given pain medication, that he was actually released.
I, being the spouse, was also
stuck with the choreresponsible for keeping Husbandji’s family informed of his condition.
On Wednesday, after the doctor let me know that the operation went fine, I called Husbandji’s mother.
The first words out of her mouth after I told her the news were: “Did they cut him?!!!”
“Well, yes”, I replied. “That’s what surgery is all about
you stupid bitch.”
“Oh. I thought that they were going to go through the belly button.”
I had no response to that. (Who would?!)
I also called Husbandji’s brother, “M”, and let him know and also asked him to call the rest of the family as I
had had enough of dealing with them at that pointneglected to bring anyone else’s phone numbers with me.
Thursday night, when we realized that we probably wouldn’t be going home until late, I called Husbandji’s brother again, or at least I tried to.
Because his line was busy for a solid hour!
Guess who he had been talking to?
Dear, dear, mommy! (Note to self. I have GOT to think of a good name for Husbandji’s mother! I may come up with three or four and let you, my loyal readers, decide!)
So, I finally got through and let him know what was going on and ask him once again to call the rest of the family
as otherwise if I had had to do it, we’d still be there .
This morning, of course, the phone rang off the hook.
First Mommy, then his brother “M”, then Mommy again, then his aunt, then Mommy again, etc, etc, etc….
Then Mommy HAD TO COME OVER to see her baby boy!!!
She stayed for coffee and
several donuts and did what she always does.
She complained about Husbandji’s brothers, about the people at the “senior center” (Mommy is 74) and just anything in general.
She did share one good thing though.
She’s started eating Activia Yogurt in order to improve her memory.
Except that, we told her, that isn’t what it does…
“Oh.” was her only reply.
She left shortly after that, as it was starting to get dark, and she has issues with driving after dark.
After Mommy left, Husbandji heard from his other brother “A”, whom I’ve mentioned before.
What started out as a call to see how Husbandji was doing, turned into a call where Husbandji was comforting “A” because he’s so stressed out lately!
Well, that’s all for now kiddies. Watch soon for a contest to name Mommy!