Tomorrow is the day...

[wiseheart]

... of the long knives. In other words, Mum's scheduled for surgery tomorrow morning. On the one side, I'm glad the endless waiting is over and they're actually doing something for a change.

On the other side, I'm scared shitless.

I won't know anything until tomorrow afternoon, till five or six, as I'll be at school all day. Not that sitting on the clinic floor not doing anything useful would help. *sighs*

Keep us in your good thoughts.

Update: Mum's as okay as it can be expected under the circumstances for the time being. Hope it continues to remain so. She's currently in the IC, but - hopefully - will be brought back to a normal room in two or so days.

Couldn't talk to her doctor as he was gone before I arrived. The hubby of a lovely colleague of mine - also a doctor - promised to hunt him down and squeeze all necessary info out of him. Let's hope and pray.

Comments

[mistry89.livejournal.com]

Good Thoughts, Positive Vibes and Healing Wishes.

It is probably just as well that you will have to focus on work (or try to), as you would probably worry yourself to shreds in the meantime and be exhausted by the time your mum is coming around (trying to put a positive spin on it for you!).

Will certainly give those Good Thoughts an extra shove your way tomorrow.
*hugs*

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Yep, being busy will help a little. Still, I wish I could be biting my nails in that hospital corridor tomorrow.

Thanks for the support.