Spring Break 2010-Part 14

Sorry I've been MIA for a few days.  It's The Princess' last week of school.  Enough said?

Also.  I want to be super clear about something.  I so appreciate your comments.  SO APPRECIATE THEM.  Especially when writing this type of saga, it is very encouraging to receive your sweet messages.  However.  Many have mentioned my faith.  Y'all.  My faith is so nothing to be on a pedestal.  

Serious.  

Remember this? What about this? This? And for goodness sakes THIS? If you even begin for a moment to think that my faith is extraordinary, spend a little time perusing the Keepin' It Real section.  

My faith is totally and completely ordinary.  Maybe less than.  God gave me the grace to handle the last 2 months of my life.  Just like He would do for you.  

It's nothing that I did without Him.  

Please keep that in mind while you (if you?) continue reading about our journey. 

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As soon as the nurse told me that The King did, in fact, have a colloid cyst and would need a full craniotomy, she told me that I could spend a minute or two with him in pre-op.

The nurse pulled me aside and said that I was the only one authorized to go back with him. If I wanted to take anyone else back to see him, it was my call.  I immediately asked The Princess to go with me.  I also asked The King's mom.  

The nurse had stressed to me that we would only have a minute or two with The King. On the way to pre-op, I stressed to both of them that we had to make it quick.

His mom was able to visit with him for a few minutes, then she went back to the waiting room.  The Princess spoke with him and gave him a kiss.  I just told him how thankful I was that he'd be having the craniotomy.  I knew that was what he wanted to happen.  

We were about to head out of pre-op when a nurse came into his cubicle and said The King's surgery had been pushed back a bit, and we'd be able to stay a little longer.  

I thought about going to get a few more family members from the waiting room to come back, but The King said he just wanted to hang with The Princess and me.

We didn't talk a lot.  We just sat.

The King was a little loopy.  

It was kind of weird seeing him with out the unicorn.  

An anesthesiologist came in and talked to us.  There would be 2 anesthesiologists in the operating room with him.  There would also be another specialist (can't remember who) who would constantly be monitoring the communications from his brian to his extremities.  

It was about this time that I realized he would be on a ventilator.  I know that is typical, but I hadn't really thought about it. 

It sent me close to the edge.  

I had to immediately give it to God.  He reminded me of all that The King had survived and every detail that He had orchestrated on The King's behalf.

Soon, one of the nurses who would be in surgery came in to introduce herself.  She told me that they would let me know when they began the operation. She said they'd communicate with me every hour or so after that.  She said to only expect a message like, "things are still in progress".  

It was time to let him go to surgery.  I felt such peace.

Back in the waiting room, we gathered in a circle and prayed.  

Several people went to the cafeteria to eat after that.  I just couldn't leave until I knew they had started his surgery.  

About an hour after The King went back to the operating room, his surgery began.  

I couldn't eat after that, either.

We received an update an hour later that things were still progressing.

The time in the waiting room wasn't stressful.  It was pretty relaxed.  We talked and laughed. 

The next hour mark came and went without an update.  I kept looking at my watch...hoping that we'd hear something.

About 30 minutes later, I looked up and saw Dr. Krisht and his entourage heading straight for me.

I jumped and ran right to him, never realizing that many friends and family were looking at one another in fear.  They were certain that the only news that Dr. Krisht would be giving us, in person, after 2.5 hours of surgery would be bad.

To be continued...

Comments

[jennifer]

I'm so glad you posted today! I've been worried! How IS the King doing these days? Can you give us a small update on how he is doing paaaallleeeeaaassseee? (With sugar on top.)

Also, if your faith is small then mine doesn't even exist! You deserve to be on that pedestal even if you don't think so! We, blogland, KNOW so!

Smiles,
Jen

[jean]

Listen, not only do have a great deal of faith, you talk about it. The good the bad and ugly. I like that. I think you are just like the rest of us. You are stronger then you know. And when push comes to shove you and your family are there for each other.

[Capri Kel]

As far as your faith is concerned, you are doing what God requires of you. To give Him the glory.

That is the beauty of God. He uses the broken, weak, cracked, pots for His glory. Think about Peter. David. Paul.

That way we can KNOW, without a shadow of a doubt, that we did not do it on our own. We are not capable. It is Divine Intervention.

You are pointing others to your power source. Go Queen!

[Patty Harral]

According to His word, faith the size of a mustard seed can move mountains! Praise God! I believe Lord, help my unbelief!

[Fuschia]

Faith is a funny thing: He gives us HIS faith, so we can't call it ours; only HE can increase it, so we can't cliam any glory there; WE have to be willing to use it, but it is only by HIS grace that we are able to do so. And yet...there are those who never walk in any faith at all. Just makes me think, "Hmmm..."

I, too, would love an up-to-date update. And: HOW DARE YOU LEAVE US HANGING LIKE THAT?! Oh wait, that's right, we know how it all turns out. ;)

[Mrs. Oh]

Oh no you didn't leave us hanging!! My heart is in my throat right now...such a tease ;)

[justanotherdayinparadise]

To Summarize: God doesn't call the qualified; He qualifies those He calls. Agreed. Enjoy your upcoming summer!

[Lindsay @ Bytes of Memory]

hehe I agree w/ Mrs Oh such a tease.. and I even know how it turns out! I also agree we need a small update on how The King is doing currently.

[fabthemayor]

OK...first off, you can't go that long without posting again! Secondly, you can't stop without telling us what the doctor said!

[Lace]

Nice cliffhanger!

[Heather]

this is such a tease! PLEASE post the next section!!! :-)

[Nancy]

"It was kind of weird seeing him without the unicorn." That statement just made me smile. As for your faith...it only needs to be the size of a mustard seed. Have you ever tried to get a mustard stain out of clothes?! Just a little goes a long way. Your gift is being able to express it and talk about it in ways that those who haven't experienced it can understand. God bless you and your family!

[RLR]

I know I'm several posts behind in commenting. I don't even want to look back at the date you published this and see how very far behind I am.

I've been thinking about your, "My faith is so nothing to be on a pedestal," comment for a while now. I think that I can see your point. You think you are just an ordinary, flawed, fearful person like the rest of us. And I guess you are. But the difference is that even if you are flawed and fearful, you aren't afraid to share that with all of us. I really think that the fear and the flaws are just as much a part of the journey of faith as the actual having faith parts. And, because you are fearless enough to share your experience, it helps the rest of us realize that our ordinary, flawed, fearful selves can be just as faithful. We just have to do what you have done - and over the fear, get past the flaws, trust and accept what He has in store for us, and give Him the glory no matter what.

Thank you for sharing your story, and reminding us that when we are in need, all we really have to do is go to Him and hand over all that is troubling.