Home for Easter

It's been a hell of a week.

Monday, my mother had a heart attack, something she had never experienced before.

Tuesday she called me at work from the ICU to tell me. I said, "should I come home?" but she assured me that she did not think I needed to. A couple hours later I called my father on his cell phone. He told me that she was 99% blocked on one side of her heart and 79% blocked on the other, they were going to need to do bypass surgery. I went in to tell one of my bosses about that and I said, "I think I need to go home." She said, "I think you do too."

God is faithful. I had just recieved $1300 in tax money the week before. My car money. See why I do not believe that it is the Lord's will I have a car? All the times I tried to go see Johnny and all the doors were shut tight. All of a sudden all the doors were open and when I went to buy a plane ticket - I got one for the next day at only half the price that it could have been. All 3 of my bosses were very supportive of me going home to be with my parents and they all asked if I needed anything - including money. They all said they would pray for my mom. Even my one bosses husband offered to take me to the airport the next morning.

Wednesday, I packed and cleaned my house before going to the airport at 5am. The flight was ok for the most part - and excuse me for a moment while I vent, but I was on the aisle seat and one of the stewardess' had a HUGE butt that was constantly rubbing against my arm as she walked down the aisle - which was often. I was all cramped and stressed out by the time I got to Portland. My sister picked me up from the airport and we drove straight to the hospital. When we got there, they had just taken my mom into surgery - so it was going to be 4 or 5 hours before she would be out. All of my sisters were there, and many of my aunts and uncles. My son also managed to come down. The surgery was a huge success. The surgeon came out to tell us that he did a triple bypass and would have done a 4th but the vein was too small for it. He said that everything went really well and mom was doing great. After a while, dad and I were able to go see her. She was still on the ventalator so we did not stay long. They took her off the ventalator later that night.

Thursday & Friday. Mom was getting better and better every time we saw her. She was very happy that my son and I were here, although in a lot of ways, I think we are more here for my father's sake. Then he does not have to come home to an empty house during this time. My mom is doing really well. She is even laughing and joking around a little. They are waiting for a bed and then she will be out of the ICU.

I don't have time to post more. My mom is doing exceptionally well and the worst is over. Will try to post an update soon.

lots of love
Linda