We had plans to have one heck of a Superbowl party on Sunday. But if you know us, you know that things don’t always go as planned. Life definitely has many surprises in store for us. It definitely keeps us on our toes, I’ll tell you that much.
Sunday morning Juan and Bil were headed out to work. Bil who has been sick since Friday appeared to be worse. Much worse. So Juan dropped him off at the emergency room (against Bil’s wishes) and headed to work. During lunch Juan came home and asked about Bil. I was pretty confused since I was under the impression that he left with Juan to work in the morning. Juan started to panic already thinking the worst. I tried to calm him down and suggested he call the hospital to see if Bil was still there. Then Juan was told that Bil had to be taken to another hospital where he would have surgery.
To make a VERY long story short, we rushed to the other hospital and stood by Bil’s side. A few doctors came in and basically told him if they didn’t operate and quickly he would die. The operation itself was very risky, but not having the operation was also risky. They quickly went over what was going to happen, what could happen and what they were hoping to accomplish. Then they took him away and worked their magic.
Hours later we were told that Bil was going to stay under and open for the night. The doctors said they would resume the following day with an entourage of specialists. We went home and didn’t sleep very well. The next day we woke up and did it all over again. This time the surgery went by more quickly. In the end we were given great news. Bil made it and is expected to fully recover.
The doctors aren’t entirely sure what happened. Not yet anyway. All they were able to tell us so far is that he has Chron’s Disease which he most likely has had for a while. They said what happened to Bil wasn’t something that just happened over night. It was something that’s been going on for years. Thankfully Bil made it to the hospital when he did. If he would have waited another day, he wouldn’t have made it.
I’m sure the road to recovery will be a long one. But at least he will be here to travel it.
Things like this seem to happen to us a lot. We could waste our time and energy trying to figure out ‘Why us?’ or we could be grateful that we somehow manage to make it in the end. I used to think that we had the worst luck in the world. But the fact is, we’re quite lucky. And blessed.
