Hoorah! Mummy just called from her hospital bed and sounded pretty good. Was so great to hear from her. She had her hip replacement operation yesterday and I was very upset and worrried. Upset that I am so far away and couldn’t be there with Mum and Dad, and worried because although it’s a routine operation, it’s Mum and I worry.
I woke up yesterday relieved that all going well mum would have had her operation and be out of theatre while I was still asleep and not awake to fret about her. But then Daddy called just as we were about to head over to Mary’s for Thanksgiving and said that he didn’t know what was going on because he’d finally got some information from the hospital and they said she was still in theatre. It was supposed to be a two hour operation and it was coming up for five hours then. Desperately wished I could be there to hold Dad’s hand and give him a hug then.
Anyway, we continued to Mary’s and around 6 o’clock GMT Daddy called again with the good news that Mumsy was off the operating table and in the recovery room. She was to be allowed visitors in half an hour and Dad was about to head off into Plymouth to see her. Yippee!
Not quite sure what happened yesterday yet as Dad is going to give me a proper ring when he gets back home later, but Mum said her surgeon explained that the operation had been complicated but he is happy that he did a great job. She then apparently had a bad turn and scared Daddy to bits in the evening when her blood pressure plummeted and she had a low haemoglobin count. At the moment she still has low blood pressure and whereas if all was normal the nurses would be moving to get her mobile already, she is not allowed out of bed. I think that’s what Mumsy said anyway, the mobile connection was a bit dodgy. Dad should enlighten me later anyway. Am so glad she is okay and sounding like herself.
So, yes, Thanksgiving was yesterday, and yes, operations are scheduled on Thanksgiving because, no, we don’t celebrate that in England!
Mary and Hank did a great job as hosts and we had a little family gathering with all the local Allens and Hank’s parents too. Mr and Mrs Leslie once again said how lovely that Christmas 2003 was when Mum and Dad came to theirs for dinner and how much they enjoyed their company. They both sent Mumsy and Daddy their best and hoped Mum would be back on her feet soon.
We had a delicious turkey meal and then Bill and I passed out on the back porch for a bit. We awoke to find that the kids, Max and Julia, had taken everyone over to the adjacent field to jump hay bales so we wandered across there ourselves for a bit to hang out. All in all, apart from being concerned about my parents back in the UK, a very relaxing and nice family day.
Just off the phone with Daddy. Poor thing is starving, dog tired and has just burnt his tea to a crisp. He elaborated on the surgery details by saying that the operation took a lot longer than expected because Mum’s hip was a great deal more damaged than they had realised and had completely seized up. Apparently the surgeon had a hard time sorting it out but is very happy with the work done.
Then he said that he’d been sat talking to Mum last night when she suddenly went white and lapsed into unconciousness. The nurse checked her blood pressure and found it very low indeed (like zero) and the crash team had to be called. They worked on her while Dad was in the room and thankfully her blood pressure slowly came back up. The doctor said that this is something that can happen as a result of the morphine and anaesthetic dilating blood vessels. The anaesthetic is now out of her system and she’s now off the morphine so such a scary moment won’t happen again.
She still has the low blood pressure and low haemoglobin count, but is being treated for that. She was supposed to start physio today but exercise is off limits for the moment, and it looks like she might be staying an extra day in the hospital as a result. So, a very long and rough day for Mum yesterday, but all is well now and she’s being well looked after.