I would venture to say that from this time on Wayne can divide his life into "before the new heart" and "since the new heart." He has also been made softer as I know his actual heart tissue and surrounding veins and aortic mass have been with their new construction. Emotionally, he is still overwhelmed by the whole thing and especially grateful to the medical staff and all our friends. I can see things and he shares some things that before he wouldn't or couldn't. I think anyone would have a deep scare by the event no matter how "routine" the surgery is. When it's your heart being cut open and laid bare, it doesn't matter how routine it is. Same with your toe or your broken arm. There is always that risk and it is the risk that slaps us in the face and points its finger at us and says, You are a mortal and you could die. That can change a person and make them have a new way of looking at the world. This is where I want to be the best wife I can be. I want to continue comforting him and letting him know how happy I am he is alive and well. God showed me that I don't want my life without him. If I ever took him for granted, I had the finger pointing at me and it said, you need him. So anyway, not to get morbid or too philosophical, some of you know my deep belief in God and God answers many prayers in many ways. God uses crises and allows them to happen so we can grow. This was his way of showing me how much I need my husband (yes I took him for granted) and a few other things. Now go kiss your spouse and do something nice for him/her.
Wayne walked the length of UAA and back with a friend today (indoors). He really needed to get out of the house. It snowed all day yesterday and he was so supportive while I did all the shoveling. He clapped and told me to get back out there. It was so sweet. He is more independent in all things. Yay for me. But I actually didn't mind helping him because he would have done the same for me. He is sleeping so so, could be better the last few nights. He is eating well and maintaining weight though the pants fit loosely due to not having a butt anymore. His swelling is gone in his right leg and I can see the buff muscular, marathon calves. His bruising is still there including the bruise from Jan 7 procedure. Anyway, Wayne said he will get on and blog and this will probably be my final one. It has been fun but this is his thing and he can redesign it and make new goals for its purpose since Europe marathons are on the shelf for now. Walking a half mile or more is the adventure of the day. Much love, Marian
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