Exhausted

My mom's surgery went really well. They are going to take the breathing tube and balloon pump out in the morning. I'm too tired to write much of anything else. My son misses his Mawmaw (he cried earlier). The dogs don't understand why she isn't home. I'm just still in shock with occasional blasts of reality balling me up into a frenzy of panic. I trust God that we will get through this. For all the hurt and bitterness involving my mom over the years, this incident has made me realize how much I love her.