I’m back home after a few days of craziness, but when is my life not crazy? My brother-in-law had his surgery and it was scary. You try not to think the worst but of course they have to tell you the possibilities. I didn’t know that he would have two procedures and he did. Did you know that they can stop the blood flow to your brain? I didn’t think they were supposed to do that but they did. They did it the day before the surgery to remove the tumor. The tumor was in his neck and they had to remove it.
When they stopped the blood, he seemed to have a huge headache. The doctors said that the tumor was mad and had been feeding off of the blood. It’s just crazy to think that there is something living inside you that shouldn’t be there, it all sounds too science fiction to me. He seemed to stay in a sedated state throughout the rest of the day and up until his removal surgery the next day. He couldn’t open his eyes except for seconds at a time and then they would close again. He couldn’t speak completely but could make noises so you knew he was responding. Sometimes he would bring his legs up and stretch them so we knew his back was hurting by this time.
I know they tell you that the surgery will be find and that they have to tell you all of the things that can happen during it. I just don’t think they prepare you for how this person could react to the anesthesia. I’ve had anesthesia a few times in my life and I don’t remember being like he was. Again he didn’t open his eyes except for brief seconds. But his speech was just grunts at this point if he did grunt at all. He didn’t move his legs like before and had a more silent appearance about him, it was scary.
They kept saying that it would wear off and then he might be able to go home the next day. However, he stayed like that throughout the night! In my head I was terrified thinking that something had gone wrong and they didn’t know it. Instead of him going home the next day, he ended up staying another night as he still could not walk and was very very sleepy.
During the night, he seemed to start “waking up”, his speech improved and the next morning they were able to get him up and walking. It was a relief to see that he was starting to come out of it.
I had to leave as I had my own doctors and work that I had to get back to. So when I got the message that they were home, I couldn’t have been more happier. He still has the drain in but that is nothing compared to what we worried about. I think he’s learning that he’s not as strong as he thought he was so this might be a little blow to his ego, not that he had a big ego anyway. But I’m so happy that he’s doing better and I can’t wait to see them both. First I’ll let them rest and settle in at home before going to see them. I’m just truly happy that he came out of it. He’s family, he’s my brother.