This will be a fast post as I have more to do today then I have hours in the day. Yesterday we found out that my daughter Emma has to have surgery. The bottom of the tibia broke clean through in several directions in the inner ankle, and they need to put a pin in to hold it in place. She’ll then be put in a soft cast for another week while the swelling goes down, then a hard cast for 4 weeks, then probably a brace and physical therapy. Then in 8 months to a year we’ll have another surgery to remove the pin. The doctor said something about possibly needing more surgeries, but I was too freaked out by the impending surgery to really get many of those details. I got woozy after “grade 3, needs a pin”.

To say that I am terrified is an understatement. I handle medical stuff pretty well. But this is the first time one of my kids has faced surgery. And since my mom contracted MRSA in the hospital, I had uncontrollable pain with one of my surgeries, my wound opened on my hysterectomy and required many extra months healing from the outside in, my husband had weeks of mystery pain from his surgery… we just don’t take this stuff lightly. Last night I woke up 5 times… and my first thought was always that Emma has to have surgery. I guess I’m a bit freaked out by it.

The good news is with all the surgery my family has faced over the last three years, Emma isn’t freaked out by surgery. My kids see surgery as pretty “normal” stuff. No different then a trip to the ER with some extra recovery time at the end.

So if you are the praying sort, Emma’s surgery is scheduled for 2:30 on Thursday. I’d appreciate any good thoughts, white light, or prayers you could send our way.

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