So I don't have the surgeon's report yet because we missed the surgeon somehow, but...
Chris Byrne went into the OR at 9:30 am and surgery was done at approximately 3:00.
I expected to see him not too long after, because he always comes out of anesthesia quickly.
Well I didn't see him until 7:30 pm, because there were problems in the recovery room.
He's in a lot of pain. How much?
Well, those of you who know his pain tolerance and the fact that he lives with chronic pain... he was hyperventilating and crying.
The nurse had managed to get pain management cleared before I even flagged her down (which was as soon as I possibly could).
He... doesn't look good. I'm saying this as someone who has already seen him through 2 similar surgeries, which treated him much better.
It's not the surgeon's fault, he's an absolute master of his trade. No, this is the cancer.
I managed to get him food ordered (he couldn't even do that for himself) and answer the nurse's questions (which he also couldn't do and gladly handed over to me), all while I wrangled an over tired 3 year old.
I left the hospital with Christopher at 8:30 pm.
I haven't heard from the surgeon yet, as he was handling another case and, I suspect at least, things aren't over for the night.
Frankly, I'm scared. I've never seen him like this, even after the other surgeries, and I'm scared he's not going to recover as well. I'm also scared he's not going to recover properly at all.
Any prayers would be appreciated.
