Waiting is the hardest part...
Waiting is the hardest part...
Your title says it all.
In the last few months of waiting, most of us drive our families crazy, either by talking about it all the time or refusing to talk about it at all. Some become compulsive: women wash the blinds and the curtains, and clean the attic; men try to finish all of their household fixit projects or perform heroically at their workplaces.
Its icy grip closes on us at night when everyone else falls asleep, and our hearts start experimenting with unusual and disturbing rhythms.
We obsess on it to ourselves, because it occupies a closed circuit in our brains. We know it bores or frustrates those around us, so we keep discussion about it to a minimum. Still, we need those around us to help.
We find a way to talk the business of the surgery with our partners without opening the door to the Overflowing Closet Of My OHS, so too much won't tumble out at once.
After all, once we start losing these marbles, will we ever be able to find them and put them all back again?
When we try to share our upcoming experience with someone outside the immediate family, we instantly regret it. They start telling us how "diet and exercise" would have prevented this. They tell us that they know someone who had a valve put in once, and it's no big deal, because "they do that kind of thing all the time."
We are aggravated by the slowness of the time passing, but secretly horrified that our ordeal is creeping unfeelingly closer.
Then we come here, because here everyone "gets it." Here we can sceam out in pulsating electrons the fear and the frustration and the worry. Here, someone doesn't give us a pat on the head and tell us not to worry. Here, someone says, "Darn straight. Scared the heck out of me, too."
It stays like this for a while. Just try not to go crazy. It does have an end date: try to hang on to it.
You have some time. Go to a place that you love, a place in which you find great beauty or joy. Your ability to appreciate it is at its peak. Celebrate life. Give yourself something good to look forward to.
I can tell you that shortly before the surgery, you may find that a Great Calm envelopes you, and carries you through the surgery. It happens quite often to people here, and it's an amazing, zen-like experience. I hope that happens for you.
Best wishes,