Hole in My Heart And My Health Crisis Almost Scared

 

I will not be your child, my health crisis scares me. My wife gave me the following advice. “Do what you do and attempt to track down the humor in the circumstance." It harms, it's difficult, and but I shoot. It's funny how you learn about important things when you and your life are on the line. This is the only way I know how to handle the ridiculous topic of open heart surgery.

January 1, 1996 Life is good. Big wife, 3 big kids, a new house, a great job, and waiting until 4:00 to watch my beloved Michigan Wolverines in the Rose Bowl. My heart began to break. In an emergency, the Doctor ordered an EKG, studied the results, and said that my heart was beating too fast. I studied biology in high school, but I made this diagnosis at home. I asked the doctor if he knew the Rose Bowl score. He questions my priorities; he doesn't know there is $200.00 in the game! After saying that I have to go to the cardiologist in the morning, I went home. After a sleepless night, I continued my appointment. A cardiologist listens. A little worried, my heart sank, he said, "I have to go to medical school as an emergency doctor." The next step is a 24-hour heart check. Looking at the results, the cardiologist diagnosed me: with an atrial sepal defect. You need open heart surgery, he said with all the emotion of the ironing board.

"What if I don't have the surgery document?" "Death, of course," he said. I left, but not before thanking her for "squeezing beat". It's a mess. I can't sleep, my wife is very supportive, but she is behaving.

I looked at my high school yearbook and scrolled through pictures of cute kids. My neighbor came over and offered to do some work around the house while I was gone. I never trusted this guy. I always thought he liked my wife. The insurance idiot tried to sell me a million-dollar policy to cover my family. When I complained about the premium, he said, "Don't worry, I'll fix it, you don't have to pay too much." Funny man! I told my wife that if something happens, she should marry again. He said that he will not marry again and said "I will live with my love" and it touched my heart.

The big day is here, March 19, 1996. I have to tell my children. It will be difficult because I have seen them all their lives. I tell them I love them anyway. My oldest son said I love you, my middle son said kiss and my youngest son asked for pizza money! Too young to understand.

Finally, they prepared me for surgery at the hospital. I looked around the room and saw a technician working on a heart-lung machine. I'm scared because he looks like the mechanic who built my Caravan last week. I will see if they give me a piece after the surgery

After three hours, the operation w complete. My life doesn't feel right. I take to the ICU, forgot my pre-op, and started flirting with the nurse. She seemed interested until I threw all my frustrations into her hair!

The medicine ran out and I was in a lot of pain. Something is wrong! My heart beats 240 beats per minute. Weak

Five doctors work to reduce the price. Is the doctor dangerous Is he in danger, I shouted. No, we always treat 5 doctors at once. The other laughed. I'm half dead and these guys are auditioning for Scrubs.

I hope my heart rate will stabilize. Finally, doctors congratulate themselves, God and I let them believe what they want! The next day it was time to go back.

My surgeon came in with orders and gave me a bear to relieve the pain.

this will work unless this bear fills Darwin.

Doc offers nutritional advice to stay healthy. No meat, no cheese, no regular milk, butter, ice cream, and lots of soy. Do you have any questions? "Yeah, anyway, the doctor is on call to help.

His wife took him home. I hug the kids, pet the dog, and thank God for what I do. The doorbell rang, you guessed it; neighbor, knife in hand. She said. Trying to hide the real reason, he asked me if I wanted another sausage after my treatment. If anyone complains, my husband will come home, said my wife. I love myself so much; It kills me to remember that the gun is over five pounds, so hey, what did the doctor order