Surgery day began very early. I had to have him at the hospital at 5:30 a.m. He kept insisting he would just drive himself and I could come by later after my appointment with my doctor in Denver. Of course, I did not allow this to happen, but I must admit I was tempted when the alarm went off at 4:00 a.m.
At 7:30, he was all prepped and ready to go into surgery, but surgery did not really begin until 8:30. Since I had to go to Denver for a 10:00 appointment, I left as soon as he was wheeled back to go pick up a dear friend who accompanied me to Denver. The nurse in the OR called me every hour to update me on what was happening. I arrived back to the hospital around 12:30. Jim was still in surgery. In the end, the surgery lasted between five and five and a half hours. That is a very long time to be under anesthesia, but he seemed to handle it all very well.
The first night after surgery was spent on a surgical floor in a small room because the hospital was so full, they did not have a room for him in the area where they send back patients. It was here where he received the visitor that really brought a smile to his face: Daniel the therapy dog. Daniel actually lives across the street from us with our neighbor Janice. Daniel is a very special golden retriever that was rescued by his owner, and now, he spends his time serving as a therapy dog. I nearly cried when I saw Jim stroking Daniel's ears, patting his head, and talking to him. I know how much he must miss his dear Boston. Therapy dogs are wonderful. Janice, thanks for sharing Daniel with us.