Role Reversal

This week I had the difficult task of attempting to play nurse to Lucas as he underwent a double hernia repair surgery. Up until now, I have been the one in the hospital bed, taking the meds, juggling appts, and to my knowledge- dealing with pain. He had been the one to stand strong by my side, attend my appts as my support person, and to hold my hand through it all. I have always appreciated, but completely underestimated the strength of the man I married. I had no idea how difficult it is to be that person- the one that looks on with loving concern, having faith in the best possible outcome, but still aware that might not be the case. It is not easy.

I wish I could say that I rose to the occasion, I played the part of the knight(ette) in shining armor, but I fear that was not quite the case. I was a ball of tears, worry, anxiety, and HIS nurse had to bring me smelling salts and juice as I was escorted back into the waiting room because I couldn't quite hang seeing him in his hospital gown hooked up to an IV, and in pain. (And of course Luke is concerned with how I am doing at this point- "baby, baby, you okay? Maybe you should sit down, you don't look so good..."

Needless to say, this has been a week of learning for me. Learning to appreciate skilled Dr's, Nurses, etc, learning how to navigate wit the overwhelming feelings of love and concern for another's well being, and learning that I need to take care of myself as well because I am sure he hasn't loved having to look down at me lying in a hospital bed.

Fortunately, both patient and nurse are doing well and I am happy to say the we have made it through another bump on our road.