Last night, as my husband lay sleeping next to me, I was thinking how grateful I was for his beating heart.
I thought about this past August and how I could have lost him. He had a heart attack– blockages in 3 arteries, 2 of which were blocked 99-100% (one, the LAD, is called the widow-maker!)–and 4 stents were put in. Unbelievable! But we made it through…he made it through…
I was overwhelmed with emotion…I wanted to kiss him but did not want to wake him up.
I thought about Valentines Day coming up, and how just having him here is enough for me.
Then, this morning my husband posted this to Facebook:
“So it was six months ago yesterday that I found myself at McLaren making the acquaintance of the cath lab team. Glad to say I am doing fine. Lost weight, labs and vitals were outstanding at my last Dr. Visit. Me and the treadmill are best friends. Thank you again to the fine staff at McLaren E/R, cath lab and CCU. Thanks to my wonderful wife Jacquelyn McGlinchey for being the ‘diet police’ and keeping me on track.”
So it has been 6 months. My heart knew even though my head forgets…the date. Plus, 6 months is sort of a milestone. The doctor said that if there was going to be problems with the stents it usually occurs within the first 6 months. So I am cautiously optimistic that all is well with my husband (heart-wise) for now. I hope, I pray he continues to do well. I need him with me for many more Valentines to come.
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