The hubby, after the surgery, I am sparing you the bloody picture I took.. Bob laid like this from 10:15 until noon.
My chair was next to the bed and I had nothing to do. I got to watch the surgery, and the good news is she only had to cut TWICE. It could have been much more. We checked out at 12 and drove the nasty 20 miles back home, the Big Dog went balistic!
had lunch, fed the dog, and left for the 55 minute trip to the Ocular surgeon. 45 minutes, I knew the way... both offices are in the same area about 2 miles apart.
Bob said over and over, I hope I don't have to wear this bandage very long.
The second surgery started at 2:50 ended at 4 pm. They let me wait in the lobby. YES there will be photos. Bob said tell them I don't understand English and you have to go with me.
NOPE. I had to wait.
I am glad I did not know before hand what they were doing. The 70 minutes was long, i was hot, stressed from 3 trips of traffic,
PLUS my bra was killing me. I DID SUFFER TO YOU KNOW
The nurse came to get me to tell me what HE CAN NOT DO!
He looked like this.
I took this when we got home, not in the office. Just so you know.
They had to do a skin graft and put meat from the other eye to fill the hole.
She explained if they did not do the transplant his eye lid would not close because the tumour took the hinge part, my word not hers, away from the right eye.
He had a horrible night. but is fine, but wait there is much more...
He MUST wear that patch until we take the long drive Tuesday morning for her to remove it.
I sent text to a few family/friends that started with this sentence.
Please gather bail money, I may need you to come get me OUT....
BUT WAIT THERE IS MUCH MORE to be continued
PS: as I sit here creating this post, i want to know why Blogger decided during this stressful time to once again CHANGE things around