Yesterday, Katie's fiance called at 5:30 am to say she was heading to emergency surgery to have her appendix removed. An hour later, I was on the road to Minneapolis.
She's fine. Sore, tired and cranky, but fine.
Katie worked Tuesday night. By the time she got home, she didn't feel great. By the middle of the night, she was in major pain. Craig googled her symptoms and decided she needed to go to the hospital. Katie was not in favor of the idea, but Craig insisted.
By the time the ER docs saw her, she was not in good shape. They prepped her and took her appendix before it burst, thank goodness.
Craig called me as soon as the docs made the decision. He checked in with me as I drove. He stayed with her until he absolutely had to leave for work, about 30 minutes before I arrived.
Men may be from Mars, but Craig now lives smack in the middle of my heart. He is so good to my daughter.