It's Day 3 in NYC. I have a cold. A bad cold. I am so fearful that I will give it to Hank. If he gets it, he cannot have surgery until he is better. So, I sanitize everything after I touch it, try not to breath on him and we don't share any food... Pray that he stays well!
Hank was thrilled to see him. Lept out of bed and told Jeff, "turn around and close your eyes!" Jeff did as directed and Hank brought out the Lego Darth Vader ship that he built after his pre-op testing. "Turn around Dad"...Jeff was appropriately stunned that Hank did it all himself and Hank was so proud!
As we finished up at the zoo, the sky started getting darker and darker and an ominous wind blew through the trees. As we walked on the path towards the sidewalk, we heard the first booms of thunder! Our pace picked up as we made our way out of the woods. And as we approached the sidewalk, the heavens opened up and the rain started to fall. By the time we ducked into FAO Schwarz, it was dumping! What better place to hide from the rain, than a huge toy store?
We managed to waste quite a bit of time there with minor damage to the pocket book and headed back out on the street, in search of a cab. Susan hailed one, which did indeed slow down, only to drive away with Susan still holding onto the handle! I guess he didn't think our short ride was worth it! We were stunned and howled with laughter until a woman walking by said, "next time don't tell him where you are going until AFTER you are in the cab!" Voice of experience?
After getting back from the hotel and drying off from our summer storm drenching, we ran out had a quick dinner and hit the bed for a good night's sleep!
Today (Wednesday) was a good day. Susan and I had some time together this morning. We got on Facebook to catch up with friends and then had a quick brunch. It was good to just talk freely about Hank and his illness and his surgery. I feel so blessed to have Susan in my life. Everyone I know is busy, and she is no exception. But she dropped everything to come to NY with us, because she knew she was needed. I will never forget this kind thing she did for us. And I won't forget the laughter either!
She left at noon, to head to the airport and catch her flight home. I was so sad to see her go. She was so much fun and such a great support to both Hank and I. Hank was disappointed that she wasn't staying longer, but I explained that she needed to get home to her family. Speaking of the Hopkins family...thank you to all of you for letting your mom/wife/daughter come with us!
After Susan left, Jeff, Hank and I had lunch and went for a walk down 5th Street, to St. Patrick's Cathedral. It is so beautiful! Smack in the middle of all these skyscrapers, sits this majestic church, dwarfed by everything around it, yet holding it's own with it's magnificent spires. We went inside and were enthralled. Hank and I lit some candles and we all took a moment to pray.
We spent the rest of the afternoon at the Chelsea Piers, bowling. Hank smoked me! Apparently, I am not a very good bowler... Bowling was cut short when Dr. Siebert, Hank's surgeon called. He said he could meet us at 5:00pm, so we finished our game and headed to NYU Medical Center.
And three aspiring recording artists take an instant liking to Hank and become fans. It even looks like Hank might be a part of their group!
So that's it. Our pre-surgery days are over. Now it's time to get to what we came here for. The surgery. I think we've done all we can up to this point. All the fundraising has gotten us here, the prayers and positive thoughts sustain us and lift us up, and our sense of humor keeps us sane. I know I've done my part in getting the prayers...between the nuns, the mass being said in Elk Grove for Hank, the priest at St. Patrick's Cathedral, friends, family, cops and rappers...we can't go wrong!