The T-Day timeline
Thursday: The send off party (see below).
Friday: I drop off Owen at the parrot-sitters, pack, and clean out perishables from the fridge. This will take hours. I'm not sure how one packs for liver removal.
Saturday: I drive to Des Moines.
Sunday: Joe, Mom, Dad, and I drive to Chicago.
Monday: At 8 a.m., Joe and I arrive at NMH for an outpatient day of pre-op festivities, including chest X-rays, blood work, and a long-awaited visit with our surgeons.
Tuesday: We wait, with nothing to do and nowhere to be. I suspect Scrabble will be involved. (100 bonus points for anyone who spells "hepatic.")
Wednesday, 6 a.m.: Joe and I check into NMH.
Wednesday, 10 a.m.: By now, we should both be in surgery. Joe's will last about 10 hours, and mine only six.
Wednesday, late evening.: My mom calls the main phone tree branches to send out the "all's well" news. Phone tree efficiency ensues.
Thursday: I wheel my doped-up self to a computer terminal to post a celebratory, first-hand account of the joy I'm feeling. Or maybe I just stay in bed, gaze upon all my pretty flowers and cards, and enjoy some calm, IV-induced dreams for a while.
Saturday, 1/21: I'm discharged, give or take a day, and I move to my brother's downtown Chicago apartment where my parents await.
Wednesday, 1/25: Joe is discharged, give or take a day or two, and joins us at his apartment.
Sometime thereafter: I return to Des Moines for some R&R under the loving care of my awesome Mom.
Sometime after that: I return to Minneapolis for more of the same, under the loving care of some terrific friends.
March 13: Back to work. Chopped what? Honestly, I really don't recall....
Thanks to everyone for your kind words, offers to help, prayers, and interest in our story. You are making this possible.