Adventures in Pre-Op

This is the cowgirl once again. There has been a change of events in the last few hours, and since the last post. Actually, things change so much around here it's dizzying!

Instead of a needle biopsy, Dr. Cohen, her primary doctor, decided that a mediastinoscopy would be a better avenue to diagnose this "monstrous tumor." A media...blah blah...is basically a slightly invasive procedure where they enter the chest from the top of the breastbone, making an incision about 1 inch long at the base of the neck, and taking a small piece of the tumor for pathology. The procedure is relatively simple and will not take very long. This will give them a better idea of what kind of tissue they are dealing with. She will be under general anesthesia.

So we're sitting here in the pre-op awaiting the OR to open up. Trying to keep the parental units from worrying too much. The frogg is more popular than ever! It seems the phone rings off the hook and she is always checking voicemails that are being left. I'm jealous. My phone has hardly rung! :( just kidding. She's appreciative of everyone's prayers.

[N.B. this is the frogg. Can I just say that there have been many many MANY times when my phone has barely rung in a day. In fact, I can think of at least one occasion when I decided to pay attention to how often the phone rang, and let me tell you something — three days later, it hadn't rung once! No calls, no texts, NOTHING. So, boohoo cowgirl! Cry me a river... and then kick some tumbleweeds into it or something.]

The frogg is apparently worried that she is going to have to pee while under general. What the heck?! I mean, who worries about that? Of all the things to be thinking about right now, and she's hoping that she doesn't become suddenly incontinent on the table! God love her....

P.S. Apparently the surgery of choice today is eye surgery. I have seen three patients wheeled by with gigantic patches over their eyes. I'm thinking that maybe I should put a big "X" on the frogg's neck so they don't puncture an eye!

P.P.S Oh no! The doctor just came to sweep another victim off to eye surgery. As I was writing the above P.S. we overheard the doctor speaking to another patient saying, "You've been in for eye surgery before, haven't you?" We gotta get outta here!