Tuesday, February 02, 2010

When is a good day a bad day?

Yesterday was my Dad's surgery, and thanks to all the prayers, good wishes, positive vibes, and possibly chickens sacrificed on his behalf, it looks like "they got it all".

"They" meaning the surgeons et al, "got" meaning removed, "it all" being every last scrap of cancer.

Yay!

And that, my friends, is a cute little summary of a hellish 16-hour day during which, at every trip to the hospital bathroom (because, lots of coffee), I noticed my hair was greyer.

But the surgeon says "no trace of cancer anywhere else", so even if all my hair were to turn snow white before dropping off my head and leaving me bald as an egg: Great! it's a bright, bright sunshiny day.


I cast on a vest for Dad (at his request) last week, and (power knitting) finished it before the surgery. It just needs the ribbing at neck and arms...I forgot "Folk Vests" at home so couldn't do the ribbing at the hospital as I had planned.

Next post - knitting news and pictures. I have finished so many projects in the last few months, you'd be surprised.

Onward!

PS: My sister is here to be with my parents and me this week, and she wrote a beautiful post for Dad yesterday before the surgery. If you would like to read a bit more about my lovely Dad, and even seen a photo of him in his preferred habitat, click over to Blethering Spot and bring Kleenex.

17 comments:

kate said...

Oh Shannon, what great news. Thank you for posting.

Valerie said...

Yay! Here's to a speedy recovery from the surgery.

Wow, you must have broken a speed record on that vest.

April W said...

That is great news!

Cynthia said...

So glad to hear it went well. I'm wishing him an uncomplicated recovery.

Rachel said...

Thanks for updating about your dad's surgery...so glad things went well!

Rona said...

So glad it went well! Thank you for posting about it.

You must have created a land knitting speed record...or something or other on the vest!

Looking forward to some knitterly blogging.

Dave Hingsburger said...

W E L L ... as vegetarians we passed up on the animal sacrifice but we did offer up a particularly succulent carrot. I know the God of Cain and Abel preferred blood, but I'm pretty convinced that the flaxen haired Son prefers more of a carrot corriander soup. So, what with the chickens ... all the food groups are coverd.

Jo said...

Yay Shan's Dad!

Emily said...

You must be so relieved. Best wishes to everyone in your family for a speedy recovery!

Brenda said...

So happy to read this post Shannon! Wishing your Dad a speedy recovery.

Alison said...

There are no words for the awesomeness of this news. I am so, so glad. There were no words to commiserate with you on your last post, either, but it's easier to write joyous 'no words' than anxious ones.

May your Dad heal swiftly and well.

Mary Lou said...

Great news! Been thru it with my parents, so my heart goes out to you.

Susie Hewer said...

Oh that is good news - about your dad I mean, not your hair colour!

stitchin' girl said...

Glad to hear things went well.

Annalea said...

I'm so glad that your Dad came through the surgery, and that his prospects are so good. After reading your sister's post, I wanted to share my favorite hymn . . . maybe there might be a way for you Dad to hear it sometime. That one has gotten me through a great number of good/bad days.

Take care, Shan . . . and I'm just so glad.

(Page where the hymn came from is here.)

Gena said...

That's such wonderful news. I hope he has a quick recovery and is back to his old habits in no time!

dropstitchknitter said...

Great news - my best thoughts to go out to him for a very speedy recovery.