Brutal!

Brutal is the only word for the surgery Harry had yesterday. I do not think we had any idea how this would go and maybe that is for the better. The surgery took longer than expected because Harry's jaw had begun to heal and the fact that there was much repair that needed to be done. HCMC was very organized and professional. They had him on morphine after the surgery so there was not a lot of pain. His jaw is not wired shut but they used rubber bands to pretty much close up his jaw for the next two weeks. It was a very long day. We were up at 4 am and last night I slept the clock around. I had a second taste of what people go through when they see a loved one after a traumatic accident. It made me flash back to when my mother had brain surgery and the incision was across her scull from ear to ear. Nothing really prepares you for it. I just step out of the room cry a bit and then go back in and act normally. I am going to take him home from the hospital today and I am sure he will look better already given his capacity for healing. As awful as this is, especially for Harry, I just keep thinking what could have happened and how grateful I am that he survived this fall. I tell him with his new nose, slim figure and new teeth, (he will need the front two and the bottom four replaced) he will be cuter than ever. Earlier this week he went to the library to check out a couple of the plays that Theatre in the Round is putting on in their up coming season. He knows two of the directors and thinks there may be a couple parts he would like to audition for. This has been quite a ride and hopefully things will now settle down for a bit now. I look forward to my actor husband in an upcoming play at the theatre!!!