Miracles can happen..
Yeah.. whatever.. blah blah, nothing to say… nothing to say. But today I have something to say..
Hope you’re all doing well, it’s been awhile and I have not been on line much at all except for work. Doesn’t mean that each and every one of isn’t thought of daily and carried in my heart always.
Things in my little corner of the world have been crazy. I started working a PT job and that just beats me up, but the extra money has been really helpful.
Let’s rewind a bit since I haven’t been here in helluva long time.
A few months ago, I was told that my job was being relocated to Atlanta, GA. Since Scott & I are not really in a position to relocate I knew that when the ‘deal’ came down, I would be out of a job. Major stress issue. About a month ago, we were told that we wouldn’t be getting our ‘packages’ until April. Ok, that gave me TONS of time to find a new (maybe better?) job.
In the meantime, it’s difficult to give something your all when you know it’s being taken away, but I did anyway.
On September 5th, Labor Day (here in the US), my Nanny (GMom) was rushed to the hospital very sick.
If you know me, I’m not what you would call religious, more spiritual. Well, let me tell ya… I was calling on every single spirit, religious icon, person, thought, idea, you name it, ever since she went into the hospital.
Turned out that at 92 & 3/4, body wise she is extremely healthy, but her heart was the problem. Her valve was blocked, and her arteries were clogged. Because of her age, they didn’t believe bypass surgery would be an option.
After 3 weeks in the hospital, they decided that she had 2 options. Never leave the hospital, or have surgery and possibly make it and go home. Being as my Nanny is 100% with it when it comes to her brain… she decided to go ahead and have the surgery. At 92 & 3/4, this is one tough surgery to undergo. They wanted to perform 3 bypasses and a valve replacement. Because of her excellent health otherwise, they were saying she had an 80% change of making it.
The surgery was on Thursday 9/29/11.
The family gathered at the hospital. We were all in the waiting room when the surgeon came out at 11:50am to tell us that she made it through the surgery. Not only did she make it, she did fantastic. They were only able to do 2 bypasses, and the valve, but they were very happy with how she did and how she was doing.
We cried. We hugged. It was a miracle. A lot of stress was released in the room in seconds.
Ten minutes later, I had to get on a mandatory conference call for work. So I went out into the hallway of the waiting room, and got on the call.
I was told that I don’t have to move to Atlanta. My job has been re-org’d to a new area which is not impacted by the relocation initiative. I was speechless. What amazing news.. back to back..
It didn’t hit me til about an hour later, we were all sitting in the hospital cafeteria, eating lunch, when all the sudden, I just put my fork full of taters & gravy down and started crying like a baby.
Nanny was doing well, better then expected. I had my job and didn’t have to relocate. It all came at once. BAM! Double punch, in a good way.
Nanny is ahead of what they thought her recovery would be already. The worst is over, it’s all about recovering now. Yesterday she was sitting up and eating.
Today, I am thankful that 2 miracles happened for me on Thursday that I didn’t expect.
Today, I feel like a new person. Today, is the beginning of a whole new world… and it looks good. As good as the women in this picture do.
I love my mom, I love my Nanny, and today, I love me and the fact that I can hug them both next time I see them.
And I can’t wait to celebrate Nanny’s 93rd birthday in November.
Nanny, me, mom
I am a crazy woman who is stuck in pending middle age, and thinks longingly about what it used to be like touring with the Dead. I have friends on two coasts, a fantastic husband and 5 cats and 4 birds and in another life I was a mean ass pirate who pillaged your town and drank all your rum.
