Day 4 in the hospital and the 1st day after the big surgery was quiet. This was good. My husband was resting with nurses in the ICU checking on him through out the day. This day our nurse was different. The nurse who specialized in pain management had worked with us over the 3 days she was my husbands nurse and we had come to an effective medicating schedule with meds that worked and intervals of administering them that kept my husbands pain in check. I spent a few hours with my husband in the morning but then left him to rest. I was in need of clean clothes. We had packed only for a few days. That was our expectation when we were preparing for my husbands appointment that then turned into hospital admission and then to a full 8 days in the hospital. I was on day 4 of 2 days worth of clothing. Lucky for me the Inn in the hospital had a washer and dryer available for guests.
Back in our room at the Inn I had put together a load of laundry between my sons clothes and mine and the washer happened to be free so I quickly loaded our clothes and started the wash. When I went back to check the washers progress, there in the little laundry room was the woman I had encountered a few days before at the Inn desk. She had already transferred our clothes to the dryer. I said hello and thanked her. I looked at her and she seemed so on edge and stressed. I asked her how she was doing and she replied with an almost inaudible "okay." I responded "I know things are overwhelming for you. I understand completely. I can say that things will get better, stay strong. I am able tell you this because this isn't my first time here. I've done this before, twice." I told her a little about why we were there and then put my hand on her arm and looked her in the eye and told her "You've got this." She sighed heavily and quietly said "thank you." I turned and left the laundry room. Grace unfolding.
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