Well, we made it. My husband has successful surgery to repair his aortic aneurysm and is on the road to recovery. It was the most humbling, terrifying, and stressful experience either one of us went through ever. Being in a place where you and your spouse have to have “the talk” about what to do if the what if happens is a scary thing.
We’ve shared the personal experiences we remember. I know this is a cliche, but the food at the hospital was inedible. My husband felt like he was being starved. I felt horrible for not recognizong the symptoms. All I can say now is that I’m glad that part is over. I am eternally grateful to my husband’s surgeon.
After the surgery, he and I talked. He related matter of factly how things went.I shook his hand taking his in both of my hands, thanking him profusely. He was modest, like it was all in a day’s work. Maybe, but he saved my husband’s life.
My husband has progressed well through his recovery. He is active, more so than he was prior to surgery. He’s following his restrictions on driving and lifting. I guess you could say he is the ideal patient. He has had some adjustments to a change in his beta blocker dosage. He is cold all the time. Winter is probably not the best time to learn to cope with this particular side effect.
Slowly, our lives are getting back to normal. Normal feels so good and so welcome. Science never ceases to amaze me.