My adored hubby, George, is scheduled for cardiac surgery on Tuesday.
The doc ordered a personal defibrillator for him to wear prior to surgery and afterwards until a pacemaker may be implanted. I have to admit the idea of walking around with a machine capable of shocking the shyte of ya terrifies me, and I am not the one wearing it!
Right now, there is a 20% survival rate expected.
I will not be online next week for rather obvious reasons.
For those who believe in the power of prayers, may I ask for yours? I need all the help I can get right now and in the immediate future.
I am doing what I normally do when faced with a problem…researching, making phone calls, speaking with experts…generally making a complete annoyance of myself towards everyone around me.
I am also quietly grieving………well, okay, sometimes not quite “quietly”…more like Loudly bewailing if I am totally honest….but am careful to keep a cheerful facade towards my hubby. He has enough to worry about without seeing my fears.
That’s it for now.