My daughter hadn't been feeling well for a few days and Sunday night she decided to go to the ER. She didn't get out of there until almost 3am and they told her to come back before 8am on Monday. She called me a little before 8am on Monday and she was crying. They told her she had to have emergency surgery for a ruptured ovarian cyst and she was scared. With the convenience of cell phones I was next to her side in about 5 minutes of getting off the phone with her.
I was able to sit in the ER with her until they took her to surgery and somehow I saw my daughter be that little girl she use to be that always felt that Mom could make anything feel better. Even though I was crying inside because I knew she was scared and in pain I soon had her laughing and smiling about different things. At one point she said "so what happens if I don't want to have surgery?". In my best nonchalant voice I told her "well you have two choices...Surgery or Death. So if I were you I would be saying 'I'll take the surgery please'". She start giggling and said "GAH MOM! You don't have to put it that way". I told her "but those are your choices...you choose". And of course she said, with a smile on her face "I'll take the surgery please".
I am quite relieved to report that the surgery went well and she rested comfortably at home during the evening and night.
Due to the stress of the day I didn't get anything done to post and I may not have anything tomorrow depending on how today goes. But when it comes down to it...Sometimes crafting isn't that important!