Happy Thanksgiving to one and all!
I just got home a little while ago from a very long day in hospital. Had two Wle's for my most recent lesions, a .3 on upper back, and a .5 on left upper arm. I must be slipping on my surveillance a tad, as those two broke my streak of eight insitu's in a row previously. Surgery was a breeze, and I feel fine, although deeply affected by the day.
Everything was sailing along smoothly right up until I was literally being wheeled into the OR, when a incoming trauma call went out over the hospital wide PA. I was quickly turned around , and back into waiting I went. It was immediately obvious whatever my surgeon was called to the E.R. for was serious. I got periodic updates from the nursing staff that it was a most serious trauma, and I would most likely be delayed for some time. Over the next couple of hours the pre- op waiting room went so quiet, and as just an observer, it was obvious everyone was having a strong emotional reaction. It was palpable. I watched and waited, and felt the room. After about three hours, I was heading back to the OR.
I had previously asked my surgeon about the possibility of not having to go under general anesthesia, as it is sometimes a bit troubling for me afterwards. He told me to bring it up with the anesthesiologist, which I did, and which she quickly replied with compassion, but firmness that they had had a rough go of it in there, which I knew they had. I felt the enormity of the emotion , to which I said without hesitation " knock me out".
Of what little I do know of the details of everyone working there today, I know enough to know they had a rough day, and not everyone made it home today. And yet they treated me after all that like I was the only one they were focused on. Their presence, and attention to me after all that, moves me more than I can say.
With love and gratitude to everyone at Hilo medical center today, and to all of you, Happy Thanksgiving. Love and hug the one's in your life.