Thanksgiving Day in San Francisco was as lovely as it can be.
Driving along Skyline Boulevard, the air was so warm and there was even barely a snippet of a breeze at Sunset Beach. People got out of the kitchen and wandered up and down the sparkling sandy beach watching the spray of the waves. Even the Golden Gate Bridge looked like the Macy's parade with so many people walking across it. Well. Without the Snoopy balloons and the enormous Shrek and Kermit the Frog and marching bands, of course.
I was so happy to be there. I have spent most of my Thanksgiving holidays here in this amazing City.
Only a few days ago, my mom got scheduled for major surgery for this upcoming Monday. It seems so quick. A bit unsettling. Feels so quick.
On Tuesday she got results from her biospy on her thyroid and missed my Uncle Don's service to meet with her doctor. They scheduled her for surgery a few days later. The next day, she had a physical exam, blood tests, etc done in pre-op. Then yesterday on Thanksgiving, we noticed her right leg was swollen. I measured it and it was a good solid extra inch thicker than her other leg. Was it a blood clot?
We didn't know. And there was no way, she could go through surgery with a blood clot, so when we arrived home last night, I took her to the emergency room.
We hung out and had fun together. Chatted about our day. We eavesdropped inbetween the closed curtains. So much commotion.
They kept saying it was a slow night.
My mom and I joked, "just wait til they finish their Thanksgiving Dinner... then they'll come in!" And d'ya know? They did!
They showed up in droves! The waiting room was full when we left there just before midnight!
As it turned out, she has arthritis in her knee. It's tough getting old, but we were all relieved it wasn't a blood clot.
Today she went in for her MRI.
Tonight I'm about to leave to eat taco salad at my sister's house. Chelsea is up from Irvine and she leaves to drive down i-5 in the morning.
It's been such a huge year of loss for me and my family.
I appreciate any of you who read this to send warm, positive, healing thoughts toward my mom during her last-minute scheduled surgery on Monday, 11:50 am, Pacific Time. I love her more than anything.
I'm taking the day off and will spending that day at the hospital with my sister and brother.
We've had too much loss this year. We are only focused on winning. Thank you for your warm thoughts and good well wishes.
You carry me.