Continuing with the surgery
process:
They finally got all 8 monitors
back on and finished getting me ready; they found the backup. Someone had mistakenly thought it would not be
needed so they removed it from the room.
The main anesthesiologist came in and said they he was very concerned
with my kidneys. Last time it was
checked it was well within limits, this time it is high – I need to discuss that
with my Urologist.
He said it
wouldn’t keep them from doing the surgery, but he was very concerned. I told him I would talk to him.
Earlier my
Urologist had noted an upswing in my numbers, he said that with all the problems
and medications I have had over the past few weeks, he would deal with it after
things settled down – since he knew my history he wasn’t overly concerned. We will see.
After
getting everything set up, they would do more after I went to sleep. That was the last conversation I remember
before going to sleep.
I woke up
in the recovery room – I was awake a good 4-6 hours before I was supposed to be
– it took them a while to get me to respond.
One lady
was holding on for dear life to my right wrist, she almost got hit by my left
hand, as I lifted her off the floor. I
stopped when she yelled.
She told
me that I would have a bruise, one of the tubes didn’t go in correctly and for
whatever reason - I was too groggy to understand - she needed to put the
pressure on for another five minutes.
Afterwards she disappeared and I never saw her again, not that I would
have recognized her.
She was
right about the bruise, it is a big’n’.
That
wasn’t the problem, though, it was another much more serious one and it had
caused a great deal of bleeding. They
had tried to place a Foley
catheter
in me. My
body doesn’t do well with those. In the
process of insertion something happened and it caused ‘some’
bleeding.
Carla said
the blanket was full of blood and dripping.
Not what she wanted to see. I am
fine, now, the bleeding slowed down while I was in the hospital and stopped
within 24 hours.
The
surgeon decided since the work he was going to be doing required him to thin my
blood much more that it was now, it was too dangerous to do the surgery. He halted the procedure.
Carla and
Deed had gone down to the cafeteria and ate.
They had just come back into the waiting room, set their stuff down and
in walked the doctor – about four to six hours earlier than they had
anticipated.
Carla said
he took them into a small counseling room and explained what had happened. She said he was trying to think of a better
way to perform the surgery when she could see that a light went off in his head
– his partner knew a different way.
That
procedure was not recommended for someone with my situational A-Fib, they didn’t
have much success with it. However, he
had just read a paper that said more tests had been done and based on that
information I may be a good candidate for the procedure.
When I
finally got half way awake he came in and told me the same thing. He said he couldn’t do it because he hadn’t
had the training, etc. on it – I pointed to the clock and said he had at least 4
free hours, since he didn’t do the surgery, to start it – he just shook his head
and said it wasn’t enough.
We had
discussions on medications, what to take when, and then he revised his
opinion. He would be sending everything
to my doctors in The Dalles. He said he
would piece meal the information to each one as to its pertinence to them – so
as not to confuse the issues.
To top it
all off, they had noticed an anomaly of one of my lymph glands in my CT scan
that needed addressing. He examined
other glands and they were fine, but he felt this one needed to be looked
at.
He
recommended that I talk to my primary care and have him refer me to a Pulmonary
specialist. Since I had a CT scan a
couple of years ago they should be able to compare to see if there had been any
changes. And, of course, they could also
take another CT scan.
Nothing
critical, especially at this time, just something to be aware of and keeping an
eye on.
The
surgeon said to be sure I continued with my weekly check for my blood work. I am on Warfarin and if I go below a 2 then
we have to start a new four week cycle.
He wants four weeks of the blood being in the acceptable
range.
We hope to
have it tried again in four to five weeks.
Today I
made a number of phone calls to set up appointments, etc.
Poor
Carla, still has to go through all of this, again, and has to continue to do a
lot of the outside chores herself, we were hoping by the end of the week I would
be enough on the mend to be more active and helping her more.
Did get to
talk with Ken. He was in Portland at a
Conference on child abuse and how to find those that are on-line predators and
the process of getting the information.
It was interesting, wish I could have discussed it longer.
Wasn’t
able to talk much about personal things, just didn’t have the time. We thought about getting together at a local
restaurant, I wanted to, but just wasn’t up to it.
Anyway, we
will know more this week just what ‘might’ be in store for me and plot out a
plan to overcome all the problems we have encountered.
Not one
thing, ‘tis another! I have to be
careful and not overdo, but I am ‘basically fine’ if a tad inert. :-)
Mathew 10:24-25 The
disciple is not above his master, nor the servant above his
lord.
25
It is
enough for the disciple that he be as his master, and the servant as his lord.
If they have called the master of the house Beelzebub, how much more shall they
call them of his household?
Who among
us would not like to have a life free of conflict?
Conflict
is all around us, we have conflicts with our boss, fellow employees, neighbors,
family members and others in the community – most are minor, but they are there
none-the-less.
How much
better if we all just lived in a cocoon/refuge and not have to deal with the
issues that seem to continually come up.
We could go about our world in peace and comfort, knowing we are free
from the daily hassles. It would be an
impenetrable refuge.
Since we
would be free from having to deal with conflict why should we add to the
conflict by proclaiming Christ’s Gospel?
It is a
for-gone conclusion that just mentioning Christ is going to cause conflict in
most parts of the world. And today it is
getting even worse – we are being forbidden by rules, laws and mandates from
sharing our faith.
And when
we do, it just adds that much more struggle in our lives. Who wants that? Isn’t it easier to just go about life and not
cause such strife around us?
There are
problems with that kind of thinking.
To be sure
there are those that go blissfully about their lives unaware of any
problems. They seem to be in some far
off dream world; we look at them and just shake our heads. How can they be so far from reality?
Now, some
of them are – they don’t have the capacity either mentally or emotionally to
deal with conflict so they shut their minds off and try to live as if it never
happens. We learn not to trust their
counsel, we don’t rely on them, we just let them go their way.
But there
are also those that have found peace on this earth and seem to let things roll
off their backs. They remain calm in the
face of even the direst situations. They
don’t get rattled by adversity.
They make
sound decisions and are often the person we want to be in charge when ‘the chips
are down.’ They have proven their
reliability.
How do
they deal with conflict so effectively?
Some have
the personality and in-born ability to be calm in the face of adversity. Most of us do not.
But we can
have it. Christ has warned us that when
we proclaim the Gospel we will meet resistance, even to violent efforts to keep
us from telling others of Him.
He let His
disciples know that He had and will be going through the world where people
don’t believe in Him. Where they
challenge(d) what He is saying and who He is – He knew that He would be going
through a mock trial and a violent period in His life which would end on a cruel
cross.
It He, our
Master, must endure these torments, then why should we, His servants, think we
will not?
We don’t
need to create conflict for the sake of creating conflict. Our testimony should be one of promised
redemption and power through God’s Holy Spirit.
We don’t
have to grab and shake people to get our point across, we but need to let the
Holy Spirit work. Without malice as we
go about His work. We but need to look
at the nature of the animals He compares us to, to understand we need to be meek
in our work for Him.
Doesn’t
mean we shouldn’t stand and proclaim, loudly, just means we should be wise in
our decisions and not do them simply to make ourselves feel better because we
are persecuted.
Mathew 10:16-17 Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of
wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as
doves.
17
But
beware of men: for they will deliver you up to the councils, and they will
scourge you in their synagogues;
About that
cocoon, that refuge, we would like to have, that protects us from the world and
allows us to live in peace?
It is God.
That very refuge and peace, through HIM, is available to us.
Psalm 62:6-8 He only
is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be
moved.
7
In God
is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in
God.
8
Trust in
him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for
us. Selah.
May our
Good Lord send His Holy Spirit to wrap His arms around us as we go through those
conflicts that would try our souls.
Later, Art
:-)
From
the ColumbiaRiverGorgeous
May Our Good Lord Bless and Keep YOU....’til we meet again
May Our Good Lord Bless and Keep YOU....’til we meet again
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