Steve and I procrastinated telling the kids about the surgery until after baths tonight. I simply didn't want to ruin their day and I wasn't prepared for the reaction I got when we told them. I thought they would listen, not really understanding what was about to happen, ask a few questions and then go on with business as usual. We collected them in our room and sat them on the bed. Steve began by telling them I would be seeing the doctor in the morning. Their little faces got very serious. They knew... I don't even remember what Steve said to them after that because I could see on their faces that they knew what was happening. Ryan looked at me, started to cry, and they all rushed to my side. They cried and I cried. We all cried for a bit.
I reassured them that this was a good thing and that the doctor was going to make me healthy. Ryan asked over and over if I was going to the doctor or going to the hospital. I tried every way I could think to explain to them that I would be at the hospital for a few days but that it wasn't going to be as long as last time. They kept saying they didn't want me to go and that they were going to miss me so much.
After that the kids had dessert and we sat together watching tv and talking. Then it was bed time. We said our prayers and I read stories. Ryan and Kylie couldn't keep their eyes open. But Jane stayed awake as long as she could. She told me to tell the doctor when I got there tomorrow morning that I couldn't stay because my kids wanted me to be home. I told her I would tell the doctor that. Then she asked me what I would do if he said no. I asked her what I should do. She told me to slap him in the butt. We both laughed.
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