As the doors open

The attendant who was taking Katie to the operating room was very comical, he was trying to lift the mood as he wheeled us around several corridors of MCV. You almost have to be a rocket scientist to make your way around this hospital but as time went on, I was in that class of genius'. They asked all of us to wait in the waiting room as they got her settled and then they would call us back two at a time. Kenny and I were first to go back, they were explaining the Katie and I what would take place. Dr. Mounasammy showed us the x-rays of the break. They had written a big "Yes" in black ink on the place where they were to operate. Katie seemed calm, tired, thirsty. She even asked how soon after the surgery could she have some water. They assured her that it would be soon after. Then we got word that her Pastor was there. He came back and prayed with her, then Mrs. Agee and Vicki came back to talk with Katie. I refused to leave her side. Then Kenny finally got to come back there one more time. We kissed her and told her that we would be there when she woke up. The surgery was expected to take four hours. I couldn't think past one minute to the next. So finally they told us that it was show time and we left the room, never looking back.

As the five of us gathered together, by then Tammy had arrived to be there for Katie and Kenny. Mrs. Agee and Vicki decided to leave and it just left the three of us. Now it was really awkward. Tammy said that they were going downstairs to get something to eat and asked if I wanted to join them. I found myself following them as we got on the elevator. We went to and got a sandwich. It was so weird sitting there with Kenny and Tammy. I ate quickly and excused myself. There were phones on the floor for public use and I had a lot of phone calls to make. At this point it was 12:30 PM and I was running on no sleep since the day before. Everything seems automatic. So went upstairs and started calling everyone in my address book. I kept Auntie up to date. I know Paula would have been there but she was out of town welcoming her new grandson. I tried to call Sally. Sally to me is one of the most dearest people I know. I called her house and her cell phone and I didn't get an answer. For some reason I just wanted to hear Sally's voice. So I became obsessive in calling her. Still whenever I called I could not get an answer. I didn't want to leave a message because I had the fear that once I spoke I would lose it. But I kept calling and calling, no answer after I pushed the send button. After the phone calls, Kenny and Tammy came upstairs to sit and wait. We knew we had several hours to go and this would be where God was really going to protect me and my mouth. MCV had given us this device similar to the one they give you at a restaurant when you are waiting to be seated. When Katie was done, the buzzer would go off and we were to report to the front desk. As soon as we got back from lunch the buzzer went off. We all looked at each other, it had only been about an hour since she had gone down. My first thoughts were "What's wrong". But we were instructed to go to the area phone and we received a call from the surgeon telling us that so far everything was fine. That it would be another three hours. So we took our seats, me, skip a chair, Tammy, and Kenny. Sleep was not a luxury that we could take advantage of at this point, we were now driving on overload.

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