It’s been a while, but I’m finally home. I went to the Uni-klinik in Erlangen for the heart bypass surgery and so far things seem to have gone well. As I wrote before, it’s scary but necessary. Now I know why.
I arrived at the hospital, and got checked in. It went well, and I got into the ward. The folks were nice and started getting me ready for the surgery the next day. First thing to lose was body hair. Chest, legs, underarms, All gone. I feel so bare.. 😉 But it’s a good thing I guess because it keeps things clean. A lot of doctors came to see me that day to explain what would happen. I think I like the anesthesiologist the best. He promised drugs. But enough of that. I got word that I would be first up the next morning, and that’s a good thing. No waiting for me.
The next day they wheeled me out of my room and I don’t remember much after that. I guess it was all the stuff they gave me. When I woke up I was in a different ward, ICU, and had lots of extra equipment connected to me. They can monitor everything and it’s actually quite amazing. At the first sign of a problem, they know and can get the right things going. I think the worst thing is being hungry and not being able to eat. Eventually that comes, but it seems like it takes forever.
The rest of the time I spent there was recovery. There are three steps. ICU, then intermediate care, then back to the ward. They tend to be very careful. They check to make sure that you don’t have any extra pain, and that’s nice. I just hate sitting there in one position, and they could help with that too.
I’m glad to be home. I’m supposed to go to a “cure” hotel tomorrow. I’m just not sure I want to. I hate being away from home. But it’s for my own good, so I’ll probably do it for at least part of the time.
Almost two weeks ago, something scary happened to me. We were coming home after our usual Thursday night dinner, and I just didn’t feel right. I thought it was indigestion. Boy, was I in for a surprise. I got into the house, and went into the bathroom to take see if I could get rid of the “indigestion”. Needless to say, I didn’t. I walked into the bedroom, and sat down on the bed. I suddenly couldn’t breath very well. We’re talking respirations of about a zillion per minute. It was scary and horrible. Jane called the emergency number and finally got an ambulance to come. I was hanging on, and know that the two guys from the ambulance came in and started working on me. Then the doctor arrived. After that I don’t remember anything until about 2 hours later when I woke up in ICU at the hospital. It turns out I’d had a mild heart attack along with pulmonary edema. My lungs had filled with fluid for whatever reason, and that’s why I couldn’t breath. The folks at the hospital were able to get me stabilized, and after three days or so, I was able to be moved up to a regular ward.
Now all the testing started, and my lungs are OK, but there were heart problems. After a bunch of testing, it was decided that I’ll be needing bypass surgery. That’s scheduled for this week. Am I scared? Yep, but as always, I’ve got a positive attitude, and trust the doctors. Hopefully I won’t have to spend too much time in the hospital, and can get back home. Everyone says I’ll be better than before, but I’ll just be glad to be alive.
I thought I’d write a long story about this, but I’ve decided to make it short. 40 years ago, I married a wonderful woman. Jane was the answer to everything. We spent our wedding reception and night at the Holiday Inn in Wichita Falls, Texas.
Since that day we’ve done a lot of different things, been to lots of different places, and raised three great sons. Little did I know or even dream that we’d still be together for this long. It’s just not something that you think about at the time. But it has been absolutely a wonderful time. There have been rough spots, but nothing we couldn’t get through.
Tonight in celebration, we had dinner at Colmberg Castle. It’s not far and seemed to be the best place to celebrate. It was quite a change from the beginning night.
I can only hope that it lasts another 40 years. If it’s half as enjoyable as the first 40 years, I’ll be tickled.