George had the double lumen catheter placed on Thursday. It is quite a handy apparatus – will be used to draw blood and administer medications. He did great but we were both quite nervous since this is the kickoff – it’s really happening. So here’s the roller coaster of emotions that was Thursday!
What is panic?
A restless night, with sleep finally overtaking you at 4:00 am, pushing the snooze button at 5:00 am and looking at the clock at 5:54 am and realizing you have about an hour to get into Boston Medical (which is about an hour away with traffic). Minimal personal hygiene and we are out the door! God bless the HOV lane – we made it to the BMC by 7:03 am. George hops out to check in and the chauffer, ooh I mean me, drives to the parking lot and squeezes into the first spot available. Then run into the admissions and there’s no George?? I just dropped him off – where could he be? Is he already in surgery? No – the bathroom! No, as I am just about to scream his name, a lovely little lady pops off from behind curtain number 1 and says “oh, hi – you must be Jayne – George is on the second floor – right up those stairs”. Pheew. No screaming needed.
What is jubilation?
I found a Starbucks in the hospital!
What is fear?
Watching George, all hooked up, being wheeled away – enough said.
What is hope?
Knowing the chapel is right next door and that I can imagine it is filled with all your support and love.
What is love?
Watching George come back – again, enough said.
What is simply fun?
Walking down West Newton Street and saying hello and good morning to everyone you see. It really throws them off and the reaction is quite fun.
What is gratitude?
The feeling in my heart and soul when I think of all of you supporting us with your hopes and love. And knowing that George is in the best place getting the best care.
radiate harmony 