My mother is in hospital. Her 5 inch hernia (which, sadly, holds most of her intestines) has now, probably, caused a blockage. Surgery to repair said hernia (and hopefully repair blockage) is scheduled for around 2pm tomorrow.
Yes, I’m anxious and scared. She’s my mother, fer cryin’ out loud. I get my ornery from her. All I can do is pray…and pray is all I’ve been doing. It’s out of my hands. I hope things go well, though she only has a 50/50 chance per what the cutter (surgeon) told us last evening. Being an old MICU/CCU nurse, I know that a little knowledge (and, in my case, a lot of knowledge) is a bad thing. I know the complications and prognosis for such a surgery on someone her age with her co-morbidities.
Prayers rise for Marnie.