Friday, November 24, 2006
Mama ER needs a valve job
Brudder ER back home.
I'm headin' that way Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, it looks like right now.
This is a little mixed up, it turns out. Angioplasty in Arkansas, then they'll decide what to do next.
And, Brudder ER is now back in the hospital ...
Just told the boss not to expect me Monday. If I'm away from here, y'all know why.
Mama ER has a leaky heart valve. She is in good hands now in Fort Smith, Ark. The plan is: Come Monday, they will do some prep work -- then in a day or two, FLY HER TO OKLAHOMA CITY IN A HELICOPTER to do the surgery!
Mama ER has never flown! Wow!
And the hospital is within 10 miles of the ER household!
I told Dr ER that when I was growing up, in eastern Oklahoma about 180 miles east of where I live now, the idea of going to Oklahoma City for just about anything, let alone a medical procedure, would have seemed about as foreign and exotic as flying to Paris, France, now for something like that.
Dadgum if the world didn't change while I wadn't payin' attention.
Prayers directed to Fort Smith appreciated! ... Also, a good friend of mine's dad died Thanksgiving morning. Intercession directed to the W family in Oklahoma City, appreciated.
On a lighter note:
The ER house is decorated for Christmas! Bird and her YankeeBeau helped Dr. ER inside, and they helped me outside. Both make fine hands. We about ate up the turkey breast from Wednesday, and the game hens last night. A fine time was had by all.
I'm envious of your Mama, though not of the circumstance. I've always wanted to ride in a helicopter.
And now you, over there. Haven't read for a few days. Blessings and grace, yo.
And if the doctors get uppity, remind them that they're your employees. Seriously.