Hospital Stay

Trent has done really well, we were able to leave a day early (even though he could've stayed longer, he was antsy to get out) The dr wanted him to go home with a CPAP which issued to breath for sleep apnea, but the insurance was fighting us on it. Trent is on oxygen and has to go back in for a checkup on Friday and then on Tuesday. The dr said he didn't think he hit a cord for his voice box, but if his voice doesn't return to normal he will need to see whats going on. The dr. thinks its just from having a tube down his throat. While in the hospital, Trent's blood pressure and oxygen levels would go off because one was too high and the other too low.
     For the most part, Trent had awesome nurses. However there was one, who was telling him how he needed to exercise and so forth,(she looked like she was a very huge vegetarian and worked out a lot.)  I felt like telling her that the reason he was in here wasn't due to his lifestyle, but hey it's always good advice I suppose. She took out his catheter and chest tube, and didn't even tell him to blow out and breathe, she just ripped that sucker right out. It hurt Trent and  I noticed she looked up on the Tv and saw a horse who was hurt and she said "Ohhh that poor horse!!! " I thought it was hilarious. Trent, not so much. Trent said the chest tube hurt more than the incision, which is what the dr said would happen. We love our dr, he is so awesome and takes his time with us and has shown us pictures of the CT scan. We feel like he is our friend. He even took pictures of the tumor for trent. What I thought was funny is the only reason he let Trent go home early was because he knew that I wouldn't let anything get out of hand and that I would call him at any time to let him know if something was wrong with Trent. He knew that I would call before anything got out of control. I wasn't sure if I were to be proud or offended. Haha. His office knows me by name even when I call. I guess I am a little headstrong! Trent and I tease, that he would hate me if I was his boss. I told him "are you sure you want to come home? You will have me as your nurse, and you know how I have to get things done perfectly and ocd about it." meaning he would HAVE to get up, and breathe using his treatments regardless of what he wants. When it comes to school, work, and even church assignments, I ams someone that has to have it done pronto.
     Some of Trent's sisters came to visit, and so did the bishop. It was nice to see people. I think I gained 50 pounds no joke, thanks to the cold stone there.
   So many people have helped us by calling, donating money, babysitting my kids when they are sick and up all night (thanks), deep cleaning my home, buying a chair for Trent to sit in, bringing meals in , my RS president who came over for an hour to wait for the oxygen guy to come and he never showed. All these things may seem small to others, but to us it was HUGE. It's hard for me to ask for help, and so even if I ask a little, it is a lot for me. I was surprised how I came home to groceries, new bedding, M&M's (which may seem small, but again brought a smile to my face) and so much more. Thank you for everything to everyone. I know I've left people out and I have lost my mind and can't remember things, but I know after I write this I will remember, and I want you all to know how much just thoughts and prayers have been with us are appreciated. I can feel the prayers working, I have been extremely calm through all of this and I normally would get anxiety but I haven't. So thank you for allowing me to vent and as of right now trent is doing great, he is laying here with the oxygen . It hurts to cough but he is doing good. Because of the nerve cut he may need another surgery, and because the voice cord came close, we are praying his voice will come back, and that this mass is only Thymoma, and not worse. Thanks! Below is his cancer mass: