I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Updates

Mom made it through surgery. What was supposed to be four hours turned into six hours. They ended up making it a quadruple bypass. The surgery team had difficulty finding suitable viens and arteries for transplant and eventually had to go to her right arm. Mom had breast cancer and a radical mastectomy almost a decade ago, and her right arm as never been good since, that is it has lymph problems and will swell by looking at it wrong. She's going to be very upset with us for letting the surgeon take material from her right arm (they aren't even supposed to put an IV unit in it). That's what health care power of attorney means. My brother was a little shakey on his decision, but I backed him up saying I would have done the same thing.

So Mom is as good as can be expected as of last night. I'll find out more today. Ain't life fun.

1 comment:

Camille Alexa said...

Hey Steve,

Hope your mom's doing all right.