This past Tuesday, Kevin had hernia surgery....he had one on each side OUCH!
If you know me at all, you know that I tend to let myself entertain thoughts of
"what if" and by the time he was to go in, I was in tears. I started thinking "what if
something goes wrong....what if it's one of those freak accidents that happen and he
dies?" I know...most of you are thinking....holy cow Kristi, it's just hernia surgery! But,
I now know where my daughters get their drama from. ME!
Because of sick children, I wasn't able to go in with him...I just had to drop him off!
I felt like a terrible wife..I felt torn between my husband and my children. Kevin insisted
that it was no big deal and that he wouldn't know I was there anyway......I insisted that subconsciously he would know. Anyway, I dropped him off...in tears....and then went home
and called his parents (they didn't even know he was having surgery) After naps, I loaded up the kiddos and took the 2 oldest to my dear mom's. My girls LOVE grandma and love going to her home. She was even fine that Maili was very sick. So by the time me and my little bundle, Ashli got to the surgical center, Kevin's parents were already there!
We waited awhile and then the surgeon came out and said that all had gone well. Good, now I can breathe again. When he was waking up, they let us come back. As I walked down the hall and could see straight into his "bank" where he was laying in bed with oxygen....my heart did a little dance.....this man belonged to me. I am his and he is mine. I felt grateful that we are companions in this journey. What a wonderful companion he truly is. We do work together to raise our family and I love it. Soon he will be pain free and back to normal. I love you Kevin.....I'm glad you still make my heart leap!
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