The last 2 weeks have been crazy. Now that I am back home, it has become quite clear how much I am in need of a vacation.
CV is doing awesome, his sister kept me updated on his progress after leaving CA and now that he is home, I have been able to talk with him 3 times so far. Although he is doing good, he still sounds very exhausted, which according to his sister is something that the doctor said would happen for a few weeks, at least until he regains his strength.
Now that I am back at work, back to the 10+ hours, I sometimes have to ask myself… WHY? And then I am reminded exactly what it is about my job that I love.
Now the only thing missing is Hotness…. but not for long. Will be meeting up with him shortly, spend the weekend with him before they head out to their next gig. A weekend that I am so looking forward to. :)
The day has been extremely long, emotionally I am done, I don’t think there is anything left within me to cry.
I am very happy to say that CV is okay, the reason the surgery was supposed to be postponed was do to his high blood pressure. With all the stress and anxiety that he was having over having to have surgery, well he pushed himself right into the operating room. 3 stints later and at least 2 days in ICU, the doctors say he should be okay, minus the stress of course. So I am glad that my return home will not occur until Thursday.
Despite his healthy way of living, congenital heart disease runs in the family, at least where the men are concerned. As his parents are no longer with us, his sister and I hung out the entire day, reassuring each other that he was going to be just fine, I think we wasted at least $80 worth of food today. We would find a place to eat close to the hospital, but once the food came, neither of us could really eat more than a few bites.
So yes, the anger was misplaced, the relief has taken control and now I can attempt to get some sleep.