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Dee
Hi All,
Well, it's official, one year ago today I was getting a shiny new mitral valve put in. Some days it feels like it was just yesterday and other days it feels like forever ago. Here's the last year summed up in a poem.
Fall in the air, my favorite time of year.
Ready to go to work, and a chest pain I fear, but, I'm only 39, nothing could be wrong here.
To the office I go, no sign of letting up, walk in the door and my husband says, "what's wrong dear"?
Oh nothing, just a little pain in the chest, but it'll go away, maybe I just need to rest.
He didn't like that answer, so a phone call he made, "yes bring her" in the nurse would say.
From that moment on, my world was spinning out of control, ICU? That's where they wanted me to go?
An Echo the next morning would have the staff a hoppin', a tumor attached to my mitral valve, how could that happen?
"Open Heart Surgery is what you're going to have", they told me, "that tumor has to come out of there immediatley"!
In the ambulance I go for an hour and a half ride, to the nearest heart hospital, my mind full of fright.
A couple of days and many tests, the surgery was scheduled for Sat. morning Oct. 25th.
The hardest thing I've ever had to do, was say good-bye to my loved ones, my beloved husband of 20 yrs., and my precious children 17 & 13 yrs., they are the light of my life. My mother, father and sister (along with many other family), would I ever see them again??
Yes, I opened my eyes and I was still with the living....."I made it," I said, with all of my strength.
Four days post op and home I go, home never looked so good, at least I thought so!
My father became ill, as we got the call on our drive home, he would be going to Denver for some tests, what was wrong?
I got the dreaded pneumonia that's common after OHS, 3 days in the hospital I would be.
News came as I lay in my hospital bed, my dad had cancer, west nile and gillian barre' they said.
After four months hospitalized, fighting for his life and paralyzed. He came home a very sick man, unable to stand.
He said, "I will walk again, you just wait and see." Today he's walking and doing all the things we never thought he would, it's hard to believe.
So, father and daughter on the road to recovery, giving each other encouragement and inspiration all the way!
We are one blessed family, a lot of bumps in the road still keep us on our toes, but we're not going to give up or give in, we've been through too much for that to happen.
So, this one year anniversary has a lot of meaning to me, it's been year of fears, tears, joy, sadness, hopefullness, happiness and especially thankfulness, for we have been very blessed, as you can see.
Thank you to my VR family, for being there when I've needed you, you were sent to me from God, to help me cope with all that I've been through.
I look forward to the next year being even better and to have you all along with me to celebrate another year together.
(kinda corny I know, but I never claimed to be a poet, just a wanna be)
Well, it's official, one year ago today I was getting a shiny new mitral valve put in. Some days it feels like it was just yesterday and other days it feels like forever ago. Here's the last year summed up in a poem.
Fall in the air, my favorite time of year.
Ready to go to work, and a chest pain I fear, but, I'm only 39, nothing could be wrong here.
To the office I go, no sign of letting up, walk in the door and my husband says, "what's wrong dear"?
Oh nothing, just a little pain in the chest, but it'll go away, maybe I just need to rest.
He didn't like that answer, so a phone call he made, "yes bring her" in the nurse would say.
From that moment on, my world was spinning out of control, ICU? That's where they wanted me to go?
An Echo the next morning would have the staff a hoppin', a tumor attached to my mitral valve, how could that happen?
"Open Heart Surgery is what you're going to have", they told me, "that tumor has to come out of there immediatley"!
In the ambulance I go for an hour and a half ride, to the nearest heart hospital, my mind full of fright.
A couple of days and many tests, the surgery was scheduled for Sat. morning Oct. 25th.
The hardest thing I've ever had to do, was say good-bye to my loved ones, my beloved husband of 20 yrs., and my precious children 17 & 13 yrs., they are the light of my life. My mother, father and sister (along with many other family), would I ever see them again??
Yes, I opened my eyes and I was still with the living....."I made it," I said, with all of my strength.
Four days post op and home I go, home never looked so good, at least I thought so!
My father became ill, as we got the call on our drive home, he would be going to Denver for some tests, what was wrong?
I got the dreaded pneumonia that's common after OHS, 3 days in the hospital I would be.
News came as I lay in my hospital bed, my dad had cancer, west nile and gillian barre' they said.
After four months hospitalized, fighting for his life and paralyzed. He came home a very sick man, unable to stand.
He said, "I will walk again, you just wait and see." Today he's walking and doing all the things we never thought he would, it's hard to believe.
So, father and daughter on the road to recovery, giving each other encouragement and inspiration all the way!
We are one blessed family, a lot of bumps in the road still keep us on our toes, but we're not going to give up or give in, we've been through too much for that to happen.
So, this one year anniversary has a lot of meaning to me, it's been year of fears, tears, joy, sadness, hopefullness, happiness and especially thankfulness, for we have been very blessed, as you can see.
Thank you to my VR family, for being there when I've needed you, you were sent to me from God, to help me cope with all that I've been through.
I look forward to the next year being even better and to have you all along with me to celebrate another year together.
(kinda corny I know, but I never claimed to be a poet, just a wanna be)
