The saga continues: an update

Well, here we are. I feel like we are writing an epic bit of the story of our lives together. "These are days of our lives" LOL! If you get that joke, you rock.

Daniel had his surgery on Tuesday afternoon. They wheeled him in to surgery at 2:30 and he was done at 6:30. The surgeon said everything went great, but he did bleed a lot, but they were expecting that. I finally got to seen him around 9:00. He was very groggy and sick from the anesthesia, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He was just glad to have it over with. He is recovering just fine. He is up and around on crutches, but still has a hard time with simple tasks, like getting his left sock and shoe on. He can do most everything himself, just a little slower. He is in pain of course (Hello! they hammered a titanium rod into his femur and screwed it in to place with 4 screws!) He HATES the side effects of the medication he is on now. He only takes the pain killer if he absolutely has to. He also has to have a shot everyday for 3 weeks. It's an anti coagulant. He moves around so much, that I don't think we have to worry about him getting a blood clot, but, they insisted he use it. I should clarify that I give him the shot. Don't get me wrong, he is a tough guy...but he cannot give himself a shot. I had no idea how much this manly man of mine hates needles. It's kinda cute :) Watching them do his IV was really kind of funny. I was really surprised at what a nervous nelly he is when it comes to needles! Lets just say that he is not allowed to make fun of me for getting light headed when I have to get poked.
He left the hospital on Thursday. Man, we were soooo glad to get out of there. We went and got the kids and drove home. I have never been so happy to be home. HOME!

During all of this, all I could think was how glad I was that I did not have a newborn with me. It was much easier to just have a pregnant body, and not a recovering body. Not to mention, I did NOT want to have a newborn in a yucky hospital. It is really all working out for the best. My due date was yesterday. Honestly, I am so excited to have the baby, but at the same time, I can wait. The longer he stays in, the better off Daniel will be during the delivery. That being said, this is the longest I've ever gone.

Alright. Heavenly Father really knows me. I have to say, His tender mercies are over flowing in this household. Why did I ever think that having the baby before the surgery would be a good idea? It's a good thing He is watching out for me. I am so DUMB! He knows whats up.

Now on to the other blessings. Our devoted parents. My Mom and Dad stayed with me during my failed induction...they were there the entire 2 days. My poor Dad slept in his car! My poor Mom slept in the recliner in my room. They wouldn't leave my side, no matter how many times I told them that they should go home. My parents came to see me at OHSU the day of Daniel's surgery. My Mom had to leave early for work. But, before she left, she made it perfectly clear to my Dad that he was not going with her. He dutifully babysat me all day long and then drove me back to my in laws at 10:30, when we finally left.  It was nice to just hang with him for an entire day. We had some good conversation.

Daniel's parents. Wow. They came and got our kids on day we went to the hospital to "have the baby". They waited and waited until the next day for the baby to come, when they finally left. While they waited around, they kept busy by clening all the things I didn't get to before we went in. My nesting instinct was going crazy, and the things that I didn't get around to were magically done for me! My nasty fridge and microwave were spotless when I got back. As the days have gone on, I've noticed MANY other things that got done as well.
They had our kids for 7 days straight! So, they took the kids starting Friday morning, and had them until Thursday afternoon. I can't even believe it. It was such a relief to know that they were in good, capable hands and in a place where they were wanted and loved and not being treated as burdens. They are very devoted grandparents. I know it must have worn them out, but they certainly didn't make us feel bad about it, not even once. We were told to just not worry about it. THEN, they came to our house (an 1 1/2 hour drive) on Saturday and painted a vacant apartment for us. Not to mention, they are still planning on watching the kids during the next (an hopefully last) hospital visit. And this time, I am going to have another grandchild for them darn it!

We are so overwhelmed by all of their support. All 4 of them are still calling and texting everyday to make sure we are OK. They must really love us. I am so thankful for the service they have done for us.

Also, the support from our friends and family on Facebook has been awesome! Being able to open FB on my phone and get a quick little bit of encouragement and love from everyone was great. So thanks to everyone there as well.

In theory, my next update should be a labor and delivery story. Keep your fingers crossed for me!