Last night was a blur and everything happened so quickly that I’m writing this update from my phone since my laptop is in the car. Forgive me (and Siri) if autocorrect creates some interesting dialogue.
Last night brandon began to feel bad and went downhill quickly. I thought he was going to spend a sleepless night in the recliner so I took a half a Benadryl (don’t judge me too much, I was anxious and was worried I wouldn’t be able to sleep) and went upstairs to try and sleep. Not much later, Brandon came upstairs and began to get violently ill. After an hour or so of that, he laid down in the bathroom floor and asked me to call his mom.
Fastforward a few hours – past the whirlwind packing and calling Brittney in the middle of the night to help me dress Brandon, pick him up off the bathroom floor, and get him down the stairs – and we were sitting in the Emergency Room in Chapel Hill. After hours of trying to control his pain and nausea, we were finally admitted to a room.
We have spent all night – a long, miserable, sleepless night – trying to get Brandon comfortable. It is now 10:05 (time to pray yall!!!) and we are awaiting transport to go down to pre-op for surgery. Please cover us in prayer over the next few hours. Also, please comment under this post with encouraging verses or comments so I can share them with Brandon.
We love each of you and thank you for keeping up with our story!
Surgery in t-2.5 hours!