It’s Crohn’s Surgery Eve…
Tomorrow morning at 11:30 AM my husband will undergo his second bowel resection surgery.
For those of you who may not know, a bowel resection is a surgical procedure to remove part of the intestinal tract, the small intestines in his case. He had 18 inches of his small intestine removed last year and it is yet to be known the amount that will be resected tomorrow.
As you can imagine we are very anxious and ready to get it all over with. Brandon has had to undergo a full day of surgery prep today and without going into too many of the flowery details, I will assure you that it has not been any fun. I came home to check on him and to eat lunch (I know its awful for me to eat in front of him, but honestly, by now, he’s used to it, and it doesn’t seem to phase him) and we giggled over some bad jokes and silly puns. I don’t know if the bad play on words was more to distract from the awful prep he was going through, or to take our minds off of tomorrow.
I took the boys to Paxton’s school fundraiser dinner at Chick fil a by myself because Brandon just couldn’t do it. He is extremely nauseous from the rounds of antibiotics he’s had to take today, and all on an empty stomach, too, because he has not been allowed to eat since yesterday. I’m sure you can figure out what the rest of the prep has looked like. He is pitiful and I hate seeing him go through all of this. I can’t help but cry in the quiet moments when I’m alone. UGH. Emotional mess of a woman, I tell ya!
So many people have asked how they can help and it is so hard to accept help, but I’m going to ask now, and I don’t even feel bad.
I’d like for each of you to join me tomorrow, Wednesday October 7th, at 5 minutes past the top of the hour, every hour, all day long, in prayer for Brandon. So when my eyes pop open at 5:00am, I will pray for Brandon at 5:05a, then again at 6:05a, then again at 7:05, then again at 8:05a, etc. All. Day. Long.
Why 5 after? Because I’m claiming less than a 5 day hospital stay, less than 5 inches of his bowels to be removed, and because… well high-five. Give someone a high-five tomorrow and ask them to pray for Brandon. For 5 minutes 😉
I know he’ll think this is terribly silly – the whole 5’s thing – but I’ve finally gotten up the nerve to ask for help, so I’m going for it. I’m asking for commitment to pray, not to just say you will, but to stop what you’re doing at 5 past the hour, whenever the clock catches your eye tomorrow. We have an army of friends and family and I know the power of prayer.
Don’t know what to pray for exactly? Be specific. Pray for wisdom and clarity for the surgeons and medical staff involved in his care. Pray for a steady hand and the best possible results. Pray for smooth anesthesia experience. Pray for good pain control. Pray for no nausea. Pray for a private hospital room where he can heal and rest and recuperate without the stress of a roommate. Pray for patient and caring nurses. Pray for our boys… that they would play ball and eat cake and have sleepovers with Mawmaw and think that all is right with the world. Pray that they wouldn’t worry, and that they will find magic in these moments, so that mom and dad can rest easy.
As for me, I’m off to pack our hospital bags… don’t worry, floss is already in there. I woke up at 2:30am 2 nights ago with that very thought, so in the bag it went. Phew, I felt better after knowing I would have floss!
I’ll post updates tomorrow friends! We have to be at the hospital at 9:30 to prep for his 11:30am surgery, but since we’re all meeting at “five after”, I’ll see you then 😉 Until then, you’ll find me stress-eating Twizzlers and Swedish fish.