One final update

Tomorrow is the big day. Richard and I (well, technically just Richard, but since I get to drive I’ll include me) have to be at Providence Hospital in Portland (the big campus) at 6AM. Let’s see, doing the math… carry the seven… subtract three… multiply by the square root of π… and, oh my god, I have to go to bed now. Good night!

Just kidding, I have a good three minutes before I need to be asleep.

His surgery is schedule for 7:30AM. I sure hope Dr. Daniel is a morning person. The procedure, although there are many potential variables, is estimated to last between 2 and 3 hours. I will hang out until I get to see Richard in the ICU. A friend and co-worker, Susan has said she will keep me company. She lives only a few blocks from Providence, and frankly, she hung out with me the last time Richard had major surgery at Providence, so I’m thinking she’s a good luck charm.

Then I will trudge home and deal with the dog and the cats. (It still seems unnatural to use the singular term for the canine species.)And I will update the blog with some amazingly witty repartée. Or just some boring statistics, or maybe a Garfield comic strip, or maybe ...

I don’t plan to go back to the hospital tomorrow night. It is expected that Richard will spend the night in ICU, and they really don’t like people just hanging out for hours on end. And the part that would piss off the pope: they won’t let you bring a cocktail in with you. It’s not that they have their own bar and expect you to purchase your drinks in the ICU, they just have this ban on fun in ICU. Remind me to write a complaint letter when this is all over. (I’m not so stupid as to write said letter prior to Richard’s surgery!)

If you have a spare moment, a good thought would be appreciated.

And thank you, Abby & Steve and Shannon & John. It meant a lot to us.