My mom had surgery last week. I can safely say it was one of the scariest events I have been through. Surgery is always a big deal, and it's scary when a loved one must go through it. But I am so relieved that things went even better than what anyone thought. I found out throug this event that I have a mother who is strong and who can make it through so much. The surgery was Thursday morning, and by Friday morning she was out of bed taking a walk. By Saturday I was there all day armed with our Starbucks mochas ready to have our girl talk and Arnaud Jessica and Isabella all come down from LA to visit. And by Sunday she had the staples removed and home in her own bed by noon. She is the strongest person I know, both physically and mentally. I know that for her and her dearest ones, it has been a hard thing to go through, but it only makes our bond stronger. Because of this I have come to realize that in such moments as these, love is what matters most. Family is the most important things in one's life, and when having to deal with something to this degree, it shakes the tree a little and put's things in persective.
I had to take the opportunity to make her time in bedrest a photoshoot, just to make the stay a little more eventful. You can tell that a certain someone was pampered with flowers and stuffed animals.
not looking too shabby if you ask me...
surgery won't stop us from having our girl talk over Starbucks mochas!
It may have felt like a long four days, but things are definitely looking up now. From here on out it is simply a matter of taking it easy, but also reintroducing little physical efforts every so often. As time goes on, movements will become easier and easier and things will be back to normal before we all know it. I am just glad to have been able to say that we all have come out stronger and everyone is still in good (or in some cases better) health after this.
