Amy J. Bennett

Here’s our lovely patient.  He can’t seem to sleep today, only getting in about an hour of decent sleep.  So now he’s watching some of his favorite movies in our room and just relaxing.  He’s gotten up to walk a few times but he’s wobbly and dizzy.  He keeps saying he’s going to go to church tonight but that’s not happening if it’s up to me.

He has been a great patient this time, not saying anything embarrassing to the nurses, not demanding in the least and quite patient and appreciative of me.  So far so good.

Home from surgery.  The surgery was exactly as planned…7:45-10:15.  No surprises.  But Scott was in quite a bit of pain afterwards.  We expected his arm to be completely numb but he could move his fingers and he was hurting up in his shoulder.  They gave him pain pills right before he left and I don’t think they had kicked in.  He got nauseous on the way home.  I put him in bed when we got home and then ran to the pharmacy while his cousin was still here.  When I got back he STILL wasn’t asleep.  He said he couldn’t get comfortable.  I’m hoping he’s out before I go get the girls so I can leave knowing he’s comfortably settled.

So the pageant is quickly approaching and after the big surgery day tomorrow, I’m sure it will be Saturday before I know it.  I took a little bit of time to practice “the walk” with Emma tonight turning her free space in her room into a stage and telling her to walk to the front left corner and then right.  It was a hoot.  She was swinging those hips and propping her hand on her hip like a pro.  If she does anything remotely as cute as that on Saturday, we’ll all be at least entertained even if the judges aren’t impressed.  She did decide to do it though after I told her she had to walk on stage by herself in order to get a crown.  I hope I have that right…maybe it’s a trophy she gets.

Lexi is still insisting she doesn’t want to try on either of her pageant dresses yet was excited when we practiced our walk together.  It wasn’t anything serious.  I just told her to wave to Grandma and Pappy when we stood at each corner.

I think I’ve been asking too many questions to the director because in her last email she says “Don’t stress on any of this!”  While I’m not creating any stomach ulcers over the thing, I have been trying to get the money, dresses, shoes, hair, socks, hairbows, photos, etc. all in order so Saturday is just a show up and walk the stage type deal.  My game plan is for me to be frazzled now and then be calm on Saturday so the girls don’t freak out and think it’s a big deal.  Because really it all boils down to about a 30 second walk on Saturday.

Oh, and Lexi is now 1 of 3 in her category so her attendance in State is not guaranteed.  Which, honestly, when I found that out, I was like, whew.  Having to do all this out of town is even more stressful!  I guess I’ll hold off on stressing on that one and just stress about this one for now…

So tomorrow is the big surgery day.  If you want to know how Scott got his collarbone broken a year ago…he’s posted the story on his blog. 

I think we’ve got the bases covered for tomorrow.  Medicine ordered, babysitters scheduled, I even straightened up the house–again–in case someone decides to come see about him tomorrow.  That’s on a tip from him, knowing how all this Southern, Baptist culture works. I wouldn’t think anyone would drop by the day you have surgery, but I’m guessing at least a few will come so they can say Sunday they went to see Scott after his surgery on Wednesday.  Sorry for the sarcasm and cynicism but sometimes I wonder about some people’s intentions.  I know some people are truly concerned and want the person to know they care but sometimes you just need to make a phone call and let a person rest for goodness sakes.  There, glad that’s out BEFORE anyone in particular decides to visit tomorrow.

I haven’t been nervous at all about the surgery up until now.  The dr’s seem to be treating as if it’s done every day.  I’m hoping that’s the case and there are no complications once they get in there to take a look at it.  I’m a little nervous tonight.  Not sure if I’ll be able to go to sleep well tonight even though I’ll probably need to be up by 6:45 in the morning, which is WAY early for me.

I’m not sure what I’m going to do for 2 hours while I’m there.  Probably update Twitter incessantly–cause you know it’s a new online toy I’ll be playing with until I get tired of it and never visit again–maybe take a book to read.  I really should take advantage of 2 hours of quiet time with no husbands, kids or computer.  I need to think about this carefully.  What would you do for two hours in a doctor’s office?