As can sometimes happen at a huge truama center Jamie got bumped from the operating room Wed. and was rescheduled for today. annette (my wife) and i are hanging in there at bedside. Jamie seems to be doing well, still in that in-and-out drugged up state to control the pain. in a part of my head i know the meds are doing their job, but the logical part sees him thrash and moan (tho' less now than a few days ago) and i wonder just how much he still must be feeling.
Hopefully today they'll get him in surgery today and the healing can begin.
i did get out a little yesterday afternoon and painted a little coffee house on the campus of UNC called Carolina Coffee House, an iconic chapel hill haunt. it felt good just to forget everything thats going on right now. it wasnt the best thing i've ever painted but i frankly didnt care. i just wanted to keep from getting too rusty. i did feel a little rusty even after just a few days away from the brush. another good reason to paint everyday or every other at the very least.
they're coming to get him for surgery pretty soon so i gotta go