Last i heard, he went back into surgery at noon, they removed most of his right lung, and he was up and biting people in the afternoon. I was so happy to hear that.
The whole surgery was just a disaster - no one did anything wrong, but we had no idea how bad it was when we went in. I was totally unprepared to do a thoracic surgery, as was the doctor. Thank goodness Levi and Dr.M. were there to help, as i was was over my head and so was Dr.K.
The saddest thing to me is that i can't even remember his name, i don't think i ever knew it, and that bothers me.
so that was exhausting ...
tonight, before i go to sleep, i have to pack for san diego. I hate pecking, it's always too much or too little. Michael and i are taking the train down tomorrow afternoon.
If anyone can pick us up friday evening when we come back, please let me know - it'll be early evening, bribes will me given. Call me.
I'm way excited about this trip. I've been planning it for so long, and it's almost here, and i don't have to work or go to school tomorrow and i'm going to get on a train and relax and stay in my nice hotel room and live without any schedule at all for a few days.
maybe i'll even go look at the water.
