Surgery is something you wish you could make it home for. As far as invasive surgeries go, I don't know where a thyroid-ectomy fits. On Thursday my mother had a thyroid on the brink. Now she has a big empty spot where it was.
Thankfully my sister and her husband were close enough they could represent the siblings and help my mother (and more likely my father) out in this trying time. All this a month after my brother-in-law's step-father passed away. My sister is a saint. She may not admit it, but she will sacrafice for others. She has one of the hardest jobs in the world, working with a hospice.
My brother and his wife will be in town to visit my folks in a few weeks as well. So, again, I am the one thousands of miles away unable to see the family on a holiday or in a time of need.
But back to my mom. She is recovering well and will be back to 100% before long. I was surprised how well she sounds. This week she will get a report on the full biopsy of her thyroid. I sort of wish she could keep it in a jar but I guess they won't let her.
In other news, I leave for India in 8 days. More on that later...
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