As my husband and I arrived at our pre-planned destination today, we received so many warm, smiling welcomes made by gracious, charismatic, kind people you'd think we were in Walt Disney World. But we weren't in WDW. In fact, we were far from it - and not just in terms of driving distance. And, while we did feel extremely welcome and were pleasantly surprised by the attitude of every single worker (note I did not say "Cast Member," another clue we were not in Disney), our destination was definitely not the happiest place on earth. Instead, it may have come close to actually being one of the saddest.
When we finally found various members of my husband's family waiting in the Smilow Surgical Family Lounge at Yale-New Haven Hospital, his uncle was already in surgery. The outcome could be pretty good or really not so good. The five of us spent the afternoon together waiting, eating lunch, conversing. His aunt paced - much as I would have done.
Shortly after lunch the doctor met with his uncle's closest family members, while we waited outside. Happily, the surgery was successful and things are looking up. He was in a lot of pain and we didn't get to see him, but he knew we were there, and that's what matters. It's a good day when things go the way you want them to.
No comments:
Post a Comment