Sharp Focus

Rowie is currently in surgery. We spent the morning with her, deciding to pop out for some lunch at the local shopping centre only to receive a 'phone call shortly after parking, from Rowie, letting us know that she was heading into the theatre... a hasty drive back to the hospital, parked the car and ran as fast as I could to the ward, but it was too late, she'd gone in... my heart stopped. Luckily, one of the nurses saw me and allowed me into pre-op so Rowie and I spent the ten minutes prior to her going through talking and amazingly, joking. That's whats amazing about Rowie - in the face of this kind of thing she always see's the bright side, and she always put others ahead of herself...

The surgeon came in again this morning just to see how everything was. He seems a good, decent person, although his manner is what some may consider a little too frank, his view being better to completely understand what's going on than be left in the dark - which we prefer anyway. The anesthetist also came in, in many respects his job is far harder than the surgeons, far more risk. He seemed like a good man too, very concerned about the details which is always good. He set Rowies expectations well - "expect to feel a bit like a Mack truck has hit you" was the precise quote! He explained that Rowie will start to feel "normal" again by about 2 months, which we kind of knew but it's good to hear from a professional.

Anyway, we've a long wait, it's 3.00pm now and they're not expected to be out until some time after 5.30pm. Will post up another entry when I know more.

Thanks again to all for your kind thoughts - they are appreciated by us all.