Well, my last post titled “Incredibly Grateful” (click the link to read if you missed it) was unfortunately a bit premature. In that post I was So grateful that the swelling in my husbands leg and foot were as we were told attributed to the massive doses of steroids they had him on for a nasty case of bronchitis for over a month. How I wish that was truly what it was..
On Saturday April 16th in the morning hours, my husband of eighteen years suffered a heart attack. Stunned? I was as well and so much more.. This post should be the one titled Incredibly Grateful. My husband had been complaining of heart burn and indigestion for a few days but we both thought it was his stomach. Due to the high level of pain medications he takes daily because of all his back surgeries his stomach has a tendency to cause him problems when he eats too much red sauce which he actually had three days in a row that week.
But by Saturday morning he knew something was terribly wrong but still thought it was his stomach. After telling me he didn’t feel well and he wanted to go to the emergency room just in case I , of course panicked in my usual fashion and wanted to call an ambulance. He in his ‘man’ fashion refused to let me do so. God was with us that morning because I was able to weave through traffic doing about eighty miles an hour, we got the ER where they immediately took him into the back and hooked him up to all kind of vitals monitors, they were popping nitro in his mouth left and right along with aspirin and at first nothing was showing on his EKG’s or monitors. Finally the pain hit him horribly, began to go down his left arm and leg. He also complained about the inside of his ears hurting terribly and his head feeling like it was going to explode. I ran and got the nurse and the doctor was following behind. He had gotten back my husbands cardiac enzymes blood work and his words to me and my husband were “Mr. (left out for privacy) you are having a heart attack. We are going to be transporting you to the big hospital in Myrtle Beach to the heart center where they will quickly take you up to the cath lab and fix this.
You can’t even imagine (unless you’ve been there) the fear in both our eyes and the immediate tears. I won’t go into any further detail because this post would be even longer but I will tell you that as I sit here today I am more grateful to God than I ever thought possible because my husband came home last Monday on April 18th, my birthday, best present I’ve ever gotten. He is doing well, eating well and we will see his heart doctor for the first follow up May 16th. Looking back over the course of the last few months it seems like so many things were happening to him that had no explanation. Almost like everything was coming together for the perfect storm. Have you ever just had that “gut” feeling that “something was coming” and it wasn’t going to be good? I have had that feeling as far as he was concerned since February and on April 16th all the pieces fell into place but, thankfully and incredibly mercifully God said “No it’s not your time yet but now you must both wake up to what is important in this life that I have given you and now regiven you”. I can tell you, our entire lives have changed and we are fully awake now. I will explain all that in my next post..
Thank you all for reading and remember to smile even when you don’t feel like it, and love those in your life each day until it hurts..