I have to tell myself that every once in a while. This is now my new motto, even if I just have to say it to myself occassionally. The quote comes from our punk rock buddy who was describing a situation with his recently broken-up with girlfriend, where he was late to meet her. But I digress.
We spent the afternoon in the ER to see about repairing Bo's Broviac. There was a tear in it. Turns out that only the outer sheath was torn. We will probably do the repair ourselves. The surgeon was like, "if it ain't broke, don' fix it." That's cool. I was almost going to start whining about wasting three hours waiting in a cramped ER exam room. Then I remembered my new motto, and I'm glad to say that no news is good news, that Bo hasn't gagged or vomitted all day or all night (so far), and that I starting to see that we all have our own way of sporting a "Central Line." Someone might have mental illness that doesn't show a physical frailty, someone might have an emotional frailty. Maybe there is a severe asthmatic. We all have our wounds, and we all have our need for special nourishment. My hope is that Bo's is only skin deep, and that we can protect that for as long as he needs us to.
