As most of you probably don't know, my little sister, Cheeky Monkey, had brain surgery this past weekend. The reason most of you probably don't know is because when you say someone has brain surgery it sounds almost unreal and dire. While very serious and stressful, as any surgery is, she was getting a leak in the outer layer of her skull sealed, because she was pooling a little fluid. We've known about this since last summer and the surgeons deemed it surgery worthy though not life threatening. The procedure itself was only a couple hours and featured a half-inch incision to her head about 3 inches above her eye and using a laser to seal the leak. The surgeon said the procedure was easier than expected and successful. She has spent the weekend in the hospital for observation and care as she recovered. She is due to come home tomorrow (Monday).
So you can see, it takes a lot to explain that and on one level yes its brain surgery its serious and on another, it wasn't life threatening with a 1% risk level surgery. Thank you everyone who offered prayers and best wishes for my sister.
Needless to say, I spent the weekend at home helping as needed. My brother and I had plenty of fun visiting my sister, teasing her and keeping her company and making her laugh and all. except when she was asleep. then we were bored out of our minds. Nevertheless, when my sister is on morphine and my brother and I are both in the room, you can bet laughs will be had. Be sure to ask my sister how to eat pudding in the hospital and ask my brother (Drewe Jules Yorke for those of you who forgot) ask him how they sell babies on the black market. Good times.
Hospitals are interesting. At one point I couldn't help but feel the sadness in building. How so many people there are in pain, suffering, and so many people can just stand helpless, hoping for a speedy recovery. It made me sad and kind of fearful of the place. Cheeky Monkey's boyfriend feints every time he comes in a hospital because he just can't stand the sight of people looking so weak and helpless. Its especially ironic because he gets sent to the emergency room all the time. I wanted to name him "Injury Prone" but I really don't know him well enough to give him an official name in the blog yet. Still he has a point hospitals kinda suck.
But the underlying thing about hospitals is how there is so much heroism in there. The doctors, nurses and staff help people every day who are literally at their worst. Take the crabbiest person you know and put them in pain and I'm sure they are tough to deal with. Especially if their are out of it due to age or medication or both.
There's also the people who are in the hospital beds. Often these people prove so strong, hopeful, and willful in recovery from their injuries, surgeries and even terminal diseases. I remember walking down the hall and thinking, if I were this sick, I'd have to be positive and stubbornly hopeful or I would die. There is some real strength to be found in hospitals.
Also, I think that a hospital makes a great place to find God. The miracles and hope that people witness there can only be connected to Him.
That's my spiel on hospitals.
As for interviews, all I have to say is I'm over them. To give interviews often feels tedious and repetitive. To go through interviews feels the plus the added stresses of will I say the right thing and am I impressing these people. All and all they are exhausting and annoyingly crucial. I'm glad they are pretty much over in my higher ed search.
I don't have any real good Brock stories right now but Alejandro is returning to our city after his stay in Hickville and when friends unite, there's bound to be debauchery. Hopefully now in or around our apartment please.
In Summercamp, our staff is also winding down. We took them out to all you can eat korean bbq in celebration for meeting our objectives for our student surveys. We also won the Do it in the Dark energy conservation contest. It's Summercamp, we barely have lights. Of course we do it in the dark. With the raccoons and squirrels constantly interrupting.
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Yea. On that note I think I'm out.
-JTY
Listening to: Tenshi read her notes for class out loud. I've also got Free Bird in my head. Love it!
Reading: Facebook, Gmail, etc. pages, I have to catch up. Whenever I go home I'm not really on the computer at all
Playing: Magicka. So funny. Especially when I accidentally blow up Spam Boa.
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