Dad

What a week! My dad found out last week that he had a tumor on his right kidney. Today he had surgery! As I sat in the O.R. waiting room this morning I had a lot of time to think. What if things didn't go the way that they were suppose to? What was taking so long!?! After about 4 hours the surgeon came out. He explained that the tumor was much larger than he had originally thought and he that he took out a mass about the size of a football. Also, there was much more bleeding than anticipated and so dad lost about 6.5 units of blood. This meant that he would be recovering in the Intensive Care Unit; not the usual procedure. Other than on T.V., I have never seen anybody on ventilator before and there was dad having a machine breath for him. What a long afternoon. Finally, this evening dad was breathing well enough on his own so the vent came out. At about 8 this evening I finally got to talk to my dad and he was his same old self, making joke and just being dad. I love my dad. I know he is going to be ok. I can't wait until I can go back in tomorrow morning and just sit by him again. Hopefully, he will be out of ICU and they can get all the tubes and lines out so he's more comfortable. Well, I think I'm going to try to get some sleep! I love you dad. Bill