Jerry had surgery yesterday. He’s had problems for years with poor circulation in his legs. The surgeon did one of the legs yesterday…a bit like angioplasty with some stents inserted. It was pretty straightforward and he came through it with flying colors but honestly, it was WAY too stressful for me. I was fine until the time had passed (they said it would be a little over two hours) and every minute after the two hours, I just concentrated on slow breathing (because I was holding my breath) and jumped every time the phone rang in the visitor waiting room. My mind went to every possible worst case scenario…Hard to be on the other side of the fence…Poor Jerry, how did he ever get through last year as calmly as he did?
Jerry’s doing great. He spent the night at the hospital and came home today. He’s a bit sore and exhausted. We all know how little sleep you get in the hospital. (I didn’t sleep all that well either…felt weird being alone in the house. He slept off and on this afternoon and seems pretty good tonight. He’s not ready to mow the lawn and isn’t allowed to play golf for a few weeks but all things considered it went really well. He has to have the other leg done as soon as this one heals and then he should be ready for some long, long walks. Can’t wait.
At least things will slow down for awhile. We had a house full of people for most of February and March and then went to Houston and then Los Angeles. Los Angeles is a madhouse. Forget about snowbird traffic. LA has us beat by thousands. Jerry did a fine job driving in that crazy place. I did a good job of navigating (aka setting up the GPS). We went to the Griffith Observatory and took multiple photos of the Hollywood sign. We went to Pasadena to the Huntington Gardens (gorgeous) and to Manhattan Beach to watch the surfers.
We went to the Hammer Museum (remember when the Armand Hammer exhibit came to Holyoke?) and to Marina Del Rey for breakfast. And we loved having some time with Sean and Carly. Wedding plans are coming along just fine. It’s going to be gorgeous.
And what did I read with all that traveling? Crow Lake by Mary Lawson…loved it. It’s about a family in a small farming community in Canada. The Shock of the Fall by Nathan Filer…about a schizophrenic young man whose brother dies when they are children. Small Mercies…about a Statan Island family ten years after 9/11…they lost a son/brother who was a firefighter. The Whites by Richard Price…reads like a Law and Order drama (turns out Price wrote TV crime scripts) about a NY city detective. All were good books…well worth reading…and very different from each other. Crow Lake was my favorite but I liked them all.