Hey friends! Renee here. Just a quick update to let you know that my mom is doing so much better than she was a couple hours ago. Her amazing anesthesiologist, Dr. Escribano, came in and saved the day. He was able to get her pain under control and now she reports feeling only a 2 out of 10 on the pain scale! It turns out one of her IV tubes was kinked and she wasn't getting nearly enough meds. Dr. Escribano figured out the problem and got her all squared away. He'll also be back in the middle of the night to check on her, which is a huge relief to her. He's so encouraging and is very pleased with my mom's progress. She looks like a happy little stoner over there now sipping her "horrible" chicken broth and choking down some "sickeningly sweet" Jell-O. If the food quality is her biggest complaint right now, I think we're doing OK.
Oh, Dr. Escribano also explained that her fever is probably just a symptom of her shallower breathing due to surgery pain--NOT and infection, thank goodness! The fever should pass before too long, and it's nothing to worry about.
My mom says Dr. Escribano is her hero tonight. As for me, I have all sorts of heroes on this adventure so far: all the compassionate nurses, the brilliantly skilled doctors, my endlessly thoughtful brother, my brave dad, our overwhelmingly supportive friends and family, and of course my incredible mom (just to name a few)! In spite of all the chaos of this week, I continue to feel surprisingly peaceful and grateful.
God has brought us through every trial in our lives so far, and we're confident He'll bring us through this one too. "Through many dangers, toils, and snares I have already come; 'Twas grace that brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home!"