Thank you all so much for taking the time to share your experiences and knowledge with us. I'm Kevin's wife, Janene, and this whole diagnosis has really added a lot of stress to our lives.
My husband doesn't have the symptoms that our surgeon is looking for, I guess. I've seen a real difference in him, though. He's fatigued all the time and has had a couple of instances of profuse sweating while engaged in activities that don't warrant even breaking a sweat (one incident ended in a visit to the hospital because he was dehydrated...this is a man who drinks at least 80 ounces of water a day). I know the stress could be having an impact on his energy level, as well.
We feel lost...the cardiologist relies on the surgeon's opinion about waiting until it reaches 5 cm. But, there are other factors. His mother died of a heart attack at 54 (supposedly, no autopsy was done). My husband is a commercial contractor (self-employed), so spring and summer are crazy. We have 2 small children (Ryan will be 1 on October 25th, Alexandra turns 4 in December). We're in Maryland. His family lives in Va. Mine's in Pa. and will help to a degree, but...well, how much, I couldn't say. (I could use some advice on how to manage this all, as well...after surgery, I mean. How should I prepare to be the best support for him possible...while mothering small children?).
I'm also concerned about being fully informed. My husband was working out of town, lugging 80-100 lb paint buckets, and pushing a 500 lb striping machine up and down ramps into a van, when I happened to read an article about weight lifting. It explained that we exhale during a lift, because the strain spikes our blood pressure and the breathing helps alleviate it. I told this to my husband and said, "Do you think this lifting is really okay with you?"
He called the cardiologist the next day and he said, "Oh, no...You really shouldn't lift over 30 lbs." !! Why didn't he tell us this before?
This was a huge wake up call for us for a couple of reasons. We realized we really needed to take a more active role in all of this, and it really hit us how serious this is (that probably sounds stupid...I think a little denial was at work here), and what we'd "lost." He can no longer pick up our daughter, or play with her in the wild ways Daddies are known for...Any little pain or tightness and we're both tense. I'm so afraid (but I try not to let him know how afraid). I remember after we first found out, I'd watch him sleep at night and think, "Please, please don't take him from me." I watch him with the kids, and it kills me to think that if something happens now, if we lose him, they wouldn't really remember they're wonderful Daddy. Our daughter worships him
and our son looks just like him. I don't want to let him know how this eats me alive. I find myself checking on him when he sleeps late... It must sound sick and morbid.
I apologize for writing so much. We are so happy we found this site...and grateful, very grateful. He needs all the support he can get from people who really understand.
Thank you all so much,
Janene