November 15th, 2006 by Atomictumor
I called the hospital at 3:10 to see if the surgery has started. I’d like to know when BJ’s going under the knife.
They told me no, and transferred me to the room. BJ’s Dad answered.
“What the hell, man?” I asked, “I thought I asked you to call me if they were having the 3?”
They didn’t remember, apparently.
So me and Mom busted down there to give her a kiss (well, I gave her a kiss. I don’t know what Mom gave her).
I kinda wanted to be mad at her folks, because its so easy to want to blame people in this situation, but its not their fault, and they felt bad.
And I was just happy to see her again.
Jesus, I miss her. Seriously. I’m doing well today, and yesterday, but I miss her so badly, guys. I’m about ready for this to be done.
Dr M was there, and he was busy. I told him I’d talk to him later, and came home to finish my beer.
November 15th, 2006 at 3:58 pm
Pace yourself, AT. This ain’t a sprint, this is a marathon.
November 15th, 2006 at 4:09 pm
Glad you got into see her and ditto Joel on the marathon thing. You are just getting into the flow at this point, pace yourself there is a long road ahead, but it is a paved one and one that ends in a great finish.
I hated to read someone informed about the situation to the kids, that is uncalled for. Thanks for letting us share in this time with you, know we appreciate your openness and hope you continue to allow all of us strangers and non family members in until this is over. We appreciate the openness and the updates as they show us how to best pray and praise. If you can not or decide to step back a bit because of rumors and leaks we do understand though as you need to worry / care for your kids more then you need to update us on the Inet. Thanks for all you have done so far though.
Stay strong, be courageous, know we are praying and that we celebrate all the miracles that God has sent so far and look forward to seeing more of them in this situation in the future.
November 15th, 2006 at 4:13 pm
I had some grafts when I was young (accidently got the tip of my index finger cut off) and I must say, it looks ok. They didn’t think I would have a fingernail at all, and I do. The nail itself is a bit crooked, but hey, it grew back despite the docs saying it wouldn’t. And they do grafts so much better these days. Don’t even second guess yourself.
November 15th, 2006 at 4:30 pm
What kind of beer?
November 15th, 2006 at 4:31 pm
Yeah, I know. I figure sometimes I need to start bitching to make sure that I’m still here…
November 15th, 2006 at 4:31 pm
L’expensive kind. Rogue Dead Guy Ale. I splurged.
November 15th, 2006 at 4:47 pm
I actually had a dream about BJ last night. She was awake at the hospital and I was talking to her on the phone. It was a good dream. Hoping it will come true soon. Sorry G had to find out like that. If you need a cake for his party, whenever it may be, I will be happy to help. Still praying.
November 15th, 2006 at 4:58 pm
Have two beers. You’ve earned it. :-)
November 15th, 2006 at 5:18 pm
Everyone should monitor there children and not let them on this web site at all. The Parents also need to be very careful about what they say infront of there children
about this web site. Im sorry Master G had to here that at school. On top of all your other problems you did not need more stress.
November 15th, 2006 at 5:47 pm
Nah, its true. G wil have to find out about this stuff somewhere. I’ve talked to him abut rumors and whatnot.
November 15th, 2006 at 6:58 pm
i splurged on beer tonight too - the irony.
November 15th, 2006 at 7:00 pm
Y’all need to stop talking about beer until sometime in mid-January.
November 15th, 2006 at 7:00 pm
and i agree with mrs. daco up there - respect G.
November 15th, 2006 at 7:04 pm
Mmmmm… beer. Glad I’m not pregnant.
November 15th, 2006 at 9:30 pm
Poor Mrs. Eaves…don’t worry I will drink a beer for you. I know people always did that for me when I was pregnant. And it helped immensely. I never felt better while pregnant, than when someone was drinking a nice cold beer for me.
Vickie
PS I am also known as the Queen of Sarcasm. My Dad gave me that name 20 or so years ago, not really sure why.
November 15th, 2006 at 9:40 pm
Yeah, Bos has tossed down quite a few on behalf of me. Then I have to smell his beer breath. Ahhhhhhhhhhh.