Joe has a big day today, like yesterday wasn’t big enough. Less then 24 hours after a 13 hour surgery there are some big goals on the board.
He’s groggy but alert and offering to sneak $20 to anyone who will get him a Powerade. That’s not going to happen for a few days because his stomach is still asleep and he’ll be getting most of his calories through a small feeding tube.
He’s battered but not broken. We are in a small, weird transition hospital room until they can get him into his regular room.
That means so place for the pregnant mama to sleep and I hurried back here this morning. I’ll be one of those lunatic mothers who sleeps on the couch with a flashlight until my daughter is home because I just can’t settle in until I know everyone is safe.
Joe is safe here and getting great care. He’s sick of nurses moving him and cleaning him up. He has tiny drainage tubes sticking out of his sides and belly. A chest tube is in his lung for fluid build up.
As you start your day today and set your goals, think of Joe who has some hurdles we take for granted everyday. He needs to breath. He needs to get out of bed. He needs to walk. First day of recovery- lets do this. 🙂
Joe’s good friend sent him this quote this morning.
“The mans finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of all he holds dear, is that moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the the battlefield exhausted – but victorious!!”