We’ll done, Randy! You’re such a stud!
Monday, December 5th:
Called in for a last minute pre-operative appointment.
Tuesday, December 6th:
5:30 am: Check in.
6:30 am: We got lead away with a group of septa-octagenerians to the preop corrals! I said, “Look who you’re having surgery with!!” And Randy said, “Maybe we look older than we think!”
6:45 am: Greeted by a beautiful Brittish woman who called Randy Darling, Love, and Ian a Wee Lad. Told by the Jewish Bulgarian Anesthesiologist that if Randy is nauseous after surgery, it’s not his fault. It’s inevitable. Comforted by a jolly Philippina nurse who has worked with our surgeon for 24 years! Signed papers with the Indonesian anesthesiology resident. Got Randy’s Left Ear marked to make sure they work on the correct side by a man who did not share his country of origin! I loved the cacophony of accents in our corral! Thank you Lord for the melting pot of immigrants! Met with both our surgeons and their fellows to clarify surgery and ask any last minute questions.
7:30 am: Surgery
9:30 am: Anita comes to wait with me in the Gold Lobby. Had breakfast together. Worked on thank you notes.
10:00 am: ENT finished the approach. They pulverize an entry through the back of the skull, behind the ear, kind of like drilling out a cavity in a tooth. They don’t save a puzzle piece to plug the hole. They stuff it with fat harvested from Randy somewhere. I don’t think he has much fat! I offered my own out of kindness but they refused. Then they cover the opening with a titanium plate and screws! In a few months he will get a Bone Anchored Hearing Aid to help send sound vibrations from the left to the right ear. He’ll be the BFH! The Bionic Fat Head! If only Randy could hear like the BFG…
12:00 pm: Paul brings Ian to wait and see his dad.
1:30 pm: Dr. G comes to give report about Randy’s surgery. Was sad to report that Randy’s facial nerve wasn’t working so well. Dr. G was surprised because Randy’s nerve conducted well at the end of surgery. I was sad too. Bummer for sures. Now Randy looks kinda like Rocky Balboa…So manly. He’s a got a great wink and zero wrinkles on the left side of his face.
2:00 pm: Randy’s recovery nurse called. Randy wanted to tell me he doesn’t have vertigo!! He opened his eyes and the room didn’t spin!! An answered prayer!! That has made recovery so much better.
3:30 pm: Got the call that we can go see Randy in the ICU. He peeked at me and asked me to recite Psalm 23. He kept saying, “Isn’t that beautiful, Honey? Isn’t Jesus so wonderful?” Paul, Ian, and Anita got to come in and take a quick peek. But Randy didn’t want to open his eyes, to talk, to hear sounds, to be touched, or to be moved. It was a quiet night indeed except for….
His first nurse recommended not doing the pain meds because they might increase nausea. He wretched in pain off and on all day and through the night. Poor Randy went without pain meds until the night nurse came and gave him pain meds and anti nausea around the clock. I stayed the night in a sleeping bag… just like with Ian. I got the bucket, gave ice chips, adjusted his bed up or down depending on how he wanted it. It was a rough night for Randy. I don’t want a hole drilled in my head, even if I get to be bionic after.
Wednesday, December 7th:
Randy slept in the dark and silent room and tried hard to rest amidst all the pain and nausea. Pastor Fred made the long drive to give Randy some comfort.
PT came to sit Randy up. He stood for about 15 seconds. She estimated he would be going home on Friday, looking the way he did. He stayed down until the next day. Sleep was his best friend.
Both surgeons came to check on Randy and assured him that they expect his facial nerve to come back after the swelling has gone down, and after the vascular system has healed. This could be 2 weeks to a year.
Thursday, December 8th:
What?! Removed bandages, stood up, and went for a walk. Woo Hoo!
After a couple walks they said, “Hey, how do you feel about going home today?”
WHAT? Tuesday brain surgery, Discharge Thursday?
Why did Randy say, “Okay”?! I wasn’t ready. He was. I’m a good and submissive wife… most of the time.
Randy was up for a few good visits that day and God provided our last supper in the hospital hosted by May. Because of the timing of discharge, we still had our room at the Miyako and rested there one night as a family. Kaiya had to sleep on the floor but did a good job making lemonade out of lemons.
Thank you for your prayers and support. Thank you for the visits before during and after. Thank you for helping us stay in the Miyako. That made the stay much more manageable and enjoyable for the whole family.
God spared Randy one of the more uncomfortable side effects of vertigo and He is supporting Randy through the pain, nausea, headaches, and irritating complications of his impaired facial nerve. It’s no small loss to be blink-impaired, and to not be able to form his words clearly. That wonderful blink keeps the whole eye moist and safe! The cheek helps him smile, manage food, and pronounce his P, B, and Fs. (So singing the Apple Pen… Pineapple Pen song is out of the question.)
“The eye cannot say to the lid, ‘I don’t need you’, nor can the lips say to the cheek, ‘I have no need of you’. On the contrary, the parts of the body that seem to be weaker are indispensable and those parts of the body that we think less honorable we bestow the greater honor…” 1 Corinthians 12:21-23a modified by me!
Please pray for the recovery of the weakest parts of our body… not just Randy’s body but the boys too. We will treat them with great honor no matter what.
The loss of such small and simple skills help us see how very indispensable they are. It is a very visible and clear reminder of the decaying body. Because Randy is so faithful and trusting, his inner man is being renewed with each reminder.
Everyone is decaying little by little, but with a little faith we can find renewal together,
Please excuse the typos and spelling errors from, Little Miss Spelled.
PS. Randy and Ian will be leading worship together on Christmas morning at Crossroads Community Church in Mission Viejo @ 10 am.
25991 Pala, Mission Viejo
Please join us for the rare blessing of Sunday worship on Christmas morning! What a beautiful way to celebrate Jesus’s birth! I can’t wait. We have so much to thank Him for this year.
If Jesus didn’t come as a little, weak, and vulnerable baby, I’d never know the depths of what God is like, or His great love for me. The imperishable mighty son of God put on flesh for me, so He could one day pay the penalty for all my sins and make right all the consequences of sin on this earth. Consequences like disease and division are all taken care of because the King of kings came to us. Praise God, the little drummer boy and his faithful dad will bring their finest gifts to such a beautiful King…
Little Drummer Boy:
Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.
Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That’s fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my drum?
Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum.