Here I am again... Part 1

Well, I've ended up back in the hospital.  Yesterday, my throat started feeling sticky like it did before sugery, so I got a flashlight and decided to take a look.  All emotions left my body as I  saw a gaping hole in the back of my throat.  Don't worry, I did not bust out the chop sticks this time.  I didn't need to.  I knew all to well what it was.  I went in to tell my mom, and then I threw up. Now, I am not big on getting sick like that.  I'll avoid it all costs, in fact.  And knowing how much it was going to hurt because I have a G tube in my stomach was making me crazy. The pain in my gut was so wrenching, I had to look down to make sure there wasn't a knife or something sticking out of me.  But it was just this horrible throbbing pain, not too much different from the last stages of child birth.  I remember yelling at my mom to call Ken, then 911.  Since I had been doing so well, Ken and I decided it would be ok if he left the house to run some errands and get some time to himself, so he wasn't there, but he beat the ambulance to the hospital.  Cody had been out in the motor home with Ken's parents, and picked the most inopportune moment to come back inside.  Mom ushered him back out side until the paramedics got there.  Later, he said he was really bummed that he didn't get to see all the excitement.  He probably would have been fine, looking back.  He would have loved to be close up to the firemen.  

So, here I am, back at the Alvarado hospital I just so recently spent so much time.  All the nurses hugged me as I wheeled past into my new private room, with it's big screen plasma tv, leather love seat recliner, personal flat screen that hangs out over the bed, and private bathroom with a full shower.  I've been in worse rooms, that's for sure.  And the WiFi works in this room, so I can update you guys from here.  

We won't know what the doctors are going to do now for several days, I would imagine.  I am preparing myself that whatever they have to do now is going to be much more complicated than the last surgery.  I pray for patience for me, and peace for my family.  Please pray for us. 

God is love.