My parents are in Twin again tonight after another procedure in Boise earlier today. Doctors removed Dad's external port this morning after reopening the clogged bile duct and inserting a stent to keep it open. The duct is now draining into the small intestine like it should be. This procedure reduces the risk of infection and makes it so poor Dad doesn't have to carry around a bag of draining bile everywhere he goes. Mom has so lovingly been flushing that beauty for the last few days, and I'm sure they are BOTH glad to be rid of it. I talked to Dad less than an hour ago and he is pretty sore. I think he's getting just a taste of what he is in for with the Whipple procedure. Ok, maybe not just a taste...a lick...a whiff? I shutter to think how he is going to feel after the big surgery.
Speaking of that surgery, Dad and Mom talked to the surgeon today, and after an additional ct scan and blood tests in Boise this next week, Dad will hopefully be scheduled for the Whipple the following week. I think he is grateful to get things going, but I feel we are all anxious about the entire ordeal.
But prayers help with the anxiety.
Earlier tonight I went with our Stake's youth on a short walk from Costco to the Twin Falls temple. It was a combined Young Men/Young Women activity in preparation for the upcoming Trek in Wyoming. Our Stake president Mark Holmstead talked to the youth about walking to the temple and then asked them for a personal favor. He asked the youth of our stake to walk for dad and remember him in their prayers.
I am grateful and calmed in the presence of our wonderful Stake President who serves with my dad. Our family so appreciates his love, support and prayers on Dad's behalf.
...have to include a few pictures in this post too.
We had Mom and Dad over last night and as usual my children flocked around both of them. I could tell Dad didn't feel well after dinner (hopefully not because of my cooking) because he excused himself from the table to rest on the couch.
I wouldn't be me if I didn't snap a few pictures of my parents and the kids.
The pictures started out great but quickly went downhill.
With Dad laying down, Saylor and Colby started commenting on his ear and nose hair. (At eye level, I suppose it was hard to miss)
Dad was happy to point out he wasn't alone in the hair department.
Yep, you have it too Say!
All rouge hairs aside...this is one loved Grandpa!
We love you Dad and hope you feel better soon!
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