I told her about fifteen times that I loved her, to the point where she (jokingly) was like, "I get it, I get it!" The thing is, I'm very afraid of forgetting to tell my family how much I love them and how much they mean to me, so I tend to go overboard. On Christmas Eve, 2001, we were all at my mom's aunt Joanne's house celebrating my great grandmother's birthday - her birthday was Christmas Day, and her name was also Mary Elizabeth.

So when Mom hung up, I got a little teary, but still, I had faith in the idea that she would have told me if it were so serious that I needed to be there.
Let me just say ... longest day of work EVER.
I sent my sisters text messages a few times throughout the day, mostly variations on "any news???" She was scheduled to go under at 12:30, and the reply I got to the message (over an hour later!) was that she had only just gone in because it had taken forever to get her information together, mostly due to the fact that one of her tests had only just been taken last week.
"She's not worried at all, which is good."
Glad one of us wasn't! My heart was in my throat all day.
I texted again an hour or so later, and again, no replies for what felt like ages. I know there's little to no cell phone service in the hospital, but still ... it felt like ten times as long as it actually was. Finally, a message:

What a relief!

Oh, Mom. I miss her so much. And even though I wasn't there, I'm really glad that both my sisters were. And I'm so grateful for modern technology so we can relay information so quickly.
I felt very relieved as I headed to the gym and took my stress and frustrations out on Week 4, Day 1 of the Couch to 5k (I can't wait to look back on this one and smile, because for now, running for five minutes is a real challenge!).
When I got home, I videochatted with my sisters and they told me some more of the ridiculous things Mom said on the way home from the hospital - like, "Really, does anyone care that Mariah Carey is pregnant?" and "I think - no, definitely, I definitely saw our cat in the recovery room." They talked about Christmas and getting us all into matching pajamas like when we were kids since we will all be able to fit into clothes from Old Navy or Target - it felt amazing. I'm focusing on positives.
So thank you everyone for your love, prayers, and support - today went well, and hopefully the tests come out fine. Of course, I'll keep you all posted!
7 comments:
I'm so glad to hear! I was thinking of you yesterday!
So glad she did well!
Hooray! So glad it went well! And to answer her question, no, no one cares that Mariah Carey is pregnant! LOL
Great news!
Woo Hoo! Wonderful news!! :)
so glad your mom did well today! i know how it feels to be so far away from the people you love.
and i can't believe you're on week 4 already! holy cow, mary! can't wait to hear about it (and kinda jealous)! :o)
Glad your mom is ok - and you too, all that worrying is stressful!
When my husband woke up talking funny after surgery, I had to leave the room, because I didn't want him to hear me laugh.
Glad to hear everything went well with your Mom!
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