Biopsy went well / evening report
Gilly is now out of surgery. He was awake and responding soon after. The doctor said he was already grinning as usual.
He said that the results at first 'scratch' did not indicate a tumour (meaning it could not be confirmed as to its malignancy), but he did not expect otherwise. Dr. Mohr claims it will take 2 to 3 days to know the results, but that everything for now went as well as could be expected.
We will see him around noon. Seeing is believing, right??
Captain Cindy's log: Stardate (whatever; never did like Startrek, but Gilly loves that show)
Evening report:
Noon came and went. It is now 7:21, and I plan to go in one more time to check in on him before turning in for the night. He will spend the night in the recovery room (standard procedure for neurosurgery, I'm told), and will return to his same room tomorrow. I will alert people via blog as to when his phone should start ringing. For now, he needs rest in a big way.
He had a series of short visits from close family members every hour or so all day long, since noon. I ate up the little bits of news each person came to share with us upon return. Everyone reported that his smile hasn't faded, and he still has a sense of humour. He's doing just fine. He's quite lucid, and even conversational to some degree, but very sleepy. He deserves a rest after all this, I'd say. All those who know Gilly well would agree that if he rarely rests, so now's his chance. He says he has no pain, and for this I am thankful.
Goodnight all. Remember to believe in this man's determination; he told Auntie Ruth, not moments ago, "Don't worry, I'll beat this." He assured her quite definitely that he would handle it. No wonder everyone felt safest living with Gilly during the ice storm!
He said that the results at first 'scratch' did not indicate a tumour (meaning it could not be confirmed as to its malignancy), but he did not expect otherwise. Dr. Mohr claims it will take 2 to 3 days to know the results, but that everything for now went as well as could be expected.
We will see him around noon. Seeing is believing, right??
Captain Cindy's log: Stardate (whatever; never did like Startrek, but Gilly loves that show)
Evening report:
Noon came and went. It is now 7:21, and I plan to go in one more time to check in on him before turning in for the night. He will spend the night in the recovery room (standard procedure for neurosurgery, I'm told), and will return to his same room tomorrow. I will alert people via blog as to when his phone should start ringing. For now, he needs rest in a big way.
He had a series of short visits from close family members every hour or so all day long, since noon. I ate up the little bits of news each person came to share with us upon return. Everyone reported that his smile hasn't faded, and he still has a sense of humour. He's doing just fine. He's quite lucid, and even conversational to some degree, but very sleepy. He deserves a rest after all this, I'd say. All those who know Gilly well would agree that if he rarely rests, so now's his chance. He says he has no pain, and for this I am thankful.
Goodnight all. Remember to believe in this man's determination; he told Auntie Ruth, not moments ago, "Don't worry, I'll beat this." He assured her quite definitely that he would handle it. No wonder everyone felt safest living with Gilly during the ice storm!
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