Hello everyone (all 50 of you :o),
Trying not to inundate everyone with TMI (too much information) but wanted to give an update since Jill got home. Will probably send another update in 2 weeks as usual, but if you want info before then, don't hesitate to call me @810-7214.
Jill is home now (since Saturday!) and is feeling better and better each day. The ride home was pretty painful considering the bumps and jostles on Tulsa's highways. Her spirits are pretty good considering... When she laughs, it hurts, so we're trying not to be too funny. :o) She has drain tubes stitched into her sides (on the outside - wow!) that empty the blood and gunk coming out of the surgery areas into two bags. She carries the those bags of "stuff" around, and they have to be drained and the amount and color recorded every few hours or so. Also, she carries a black bag with a pain pump (which I believe has run out now) that pushed a topical type of pain med to her chest area. A pewter cross that reads "God loves you" is in that bag every step of the way. (Love you too, sis.)
She took the initiative to put all her meds and the times they need to be administered on a spreadsheet so that caretakers can keep up. She's still sleeping and spending most of the time in the recliner for practical reasons (can't use her arms or chest muscles to get out of a real bed). Mom and Dad have been there 24/7 since Friday to help - love personified. Peyton is being pretty respectful of Jill's soreness, and Lainey is being her usual cute self, grinning at everyone in sight and sleeping through the night which means from about 9:30 pm to 5:30 am. The food from her school family has been a tremendous help since there's so much to be taken care of already.
She may be ready to have visitors next week sometime. Right now, she's sleeping intermittently and trying to get rest as much as possible. The next doctor appointment is thisThursday with the plastic surgeon to check on the surgery areas.
Love,
Amber
P.S. Thanks to everyone who sent cards and showed up at the hospital and to those who were praying for her Friday to get through the anesthesia and surgery well. I know there were a lot of silent supporters whose prayers were heard.
"There are no unbearable responsibilities in this world but those of our own seeking. Once life is realized as a succession of acts of loving service, undertaken in a spirit of joy, all such foolishness vanishes." -Evelyn Underhill, Letters
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