MY FIRST BLOG SINCE RE-JOINING SPARK PEOPLE
Monday, June 20, 2011
I never know what I am going to write about until I get started. I have had several topics going around in my brain, so since I have started this I guess this is decision time.
I am sure I am not the only person who feels this way, but you know the old saying, 'You don't really appreciate anything until you lose it.' I did not lose it, but I almost did.
My husband had a massive heart attack on February 28, 2011. It all started when he woke me up about 1:30 AM. He was so short of breath he almost could not talk and he was cold and clammy. He had none of the other symptoms not even chest pain. Our youngest son was here and we called 911. They got here pretty quickly and he was given a breathing treatment. That helped his shortness of breath. He was put in an ambulance and was taken to the emergency room at Baptist Memorial Hospital-DeSoto. They got him settled in a hospital room in no time. The Cardiologist's nurse stopped by. While she was there he became more short of breath than ever. She gave an order to take him to ICU and then called the Cardiologist who in turn called the surgeon. They took him for a cardiac cath which showed 5 blockages all of which were 90% blocked and one artery was blocked 100%. The surgeon came up to the waiting room to talk to me and said if he did not have surgery he would be dead by the next day. Then he told me if he did do surgery he only had a 50% chance of coming off the table.
I am here to tell you that prayer does work. He not only made it off the table, he went home in one week. I don't think I was ever so glad to fuss over my husband. I was glad I could do it and he loved feeling special. I have continued to fuss over him. He had never been sick for the 33 years we have been married. I did have to threaten him to not ever scare me like that again.
I always appreciated him because he was the best husband ever. John is my 3rd husband so I think I am in a position to know.
I guess the moral to my story is to never take anyone or anything for granted. Our son is one of While John was in the hospital, he did all our laundry, shopped for all the groceries and kept the house straight. If you knew our son, you would never have expected it. He also did all the yard work and continues to do that to this day. In short, I am a very luck woman.