This journey started the Thursday following Mother's Day in early May...
David comes home early for lunch, telling me he isn't feeling very good...or well...at first i think perhaps he's coming down with something...then he tells me he's been experiencing tightness and some chest burning...immediately my blood runs cold...his next words are to the effect that he's never been seriously ill...and then when i ask how long this has been going on, he tells me six months...
And as we drove to the ER that day...our incredible journey began...
You know the rest...how he failed the stress test...how he had to be cathed...how stents would not help and that he needed open heart surgery...
In the midst of this journey, i first broke down the night after his cath...he stayed overnight, and i came home...i began walking around the house, wringing my hands, crying and thinking he can't have open heart surgery...
The following day after we came home was the only other time i broke down in front of him until after the journey neared it's end...
The morning of his surgery...in pre op...they never gave him anything for nerves...can you imagine???
Now the journey is done...we made this journey together as we make all our journeys thru life together...i stood by him...i stayed strong for his sake...
I realize you all are probably sick to death of this journey by now...this is the last time i shall talk about our journey....
We traveled that long and winding road together...there were twists and turns...a few stops....then the road slowly straightened out and we could see the end of the journey.
OUR JOURNEY IS DONE AND OUR LIFE CAN BEGIN ANEW AGAIN...
Each day is a new start, a new journey...here's to thirty four more years at least of our journey thru life together.
David comes home early for lunch, telling me he isn't feeling very good...or well...at first i think perhaps he's coming down with something...then he tells me he's been experiencing tightness and some chest burning...immediately my blood runs cold...his next words are to the effect that he's never been seriously ill...and then when i ask how long this has been going on, he tells me six months...
And as we drove to the ER that day...our incredible journey began...
You know the rest...how he failed the stress test...how he had to be cathed...how stents would not help and that he needed open heart surgery...
In the midst of this journey, i first broke down the night after his cath...he stayed overnight, and i came home...i began walking around the house, wringing my hands, crying and thinking he can't have open heart surgery...
The following day after we came home was the only other time i broke down in front of him until after the journey neared it's end...
The morning of his surgery...in pre op...they never gave him anything for nerves...can you imagine???
Now the journey is done...we made this journey together as we make all our journeys thru life together...i stood by him...i stayed strong for his sake...
I realize you all are probably sick to death of this journey by now...this is the last time i shall talk about our journey....
We traveled that long and winding road together...there were twists and turns...a few stops....then the road slowly straightened out and we could see the end of the journey.
OUR JOURNEY IS DONE AND OUR LIFE CAN BEGIN ANEW AGAIN...
Each day is a new start, a new journey...here's to thirty four more years at least of our journey thru life together.
