It's been 28 or more years since I first started feeling arrhythmias (I remember it well - I was at a conference, staying at the Ulysses Grant hotel in San Diego when I first felt them), and I spent a long weekend at home, with my wfe, worrying about it and thinking that surgery would be imminent.
When I decided to have surgery - my thought was 'I'm still strong - how sick do I have to be before I get this valve replaced' - the impending surgery didn't seem like a big deal. Maybe it's because it was MY thought to get it done, rather than a surprise from a surgeon. I don't think there was much anxiety on my part. The night before I had to go to the hospital for prep for surgery, I took my kids to a movie.
I felt like I was in good hands. I believed that I would be stronger and feeling better after the surgery.
I certainly can't discount the feelings of anxiety and dread that others have expressed here. Perhaps it's partially because this came as a bit of a terrible surprise, and you don't feel like you are in control of the situation. Perhaps I've just pushed the anxiety out of memory.
(One loosely related factoid: I was a journalist for InfoWorld, and the last story I wrote was a commentary about the acquisiton of Ashton-Tate (a software company) by Borland (another software company). Someone at the SEC wondered if I was trying to manipulate Borland or Ashton-Tate stock, so they had a wiretap on my phone for 8 weeks. I only learned about that months after getting back to work. The 8 weeks that they were tapping my phone were the same 8 weeks that I was recovering from the surgery. How's THAT for timing?)
When I decided to have surgery - my thought was 'I'm still strong - how sick do I have to be before I get this valve replaced' - the impending surgery didn't seem like a big deal. Maybe it's because it was MY thought to get it done, rather than a surprise from a surgeon. I don't think there was much anxiety on my part. The night before I had to go to the hospital for prep for surgery, I took my kids to a movie.
I felt like I was in good hands. I believed that I would be stronger and feeling better after the surgery.
I certainly can't discount the feelings of anxiety and dread that others have expressed here. Perhaps it's partially because this came as a bit of a terrible surprise, and you don't feel like you are in control of the situation. Perhaps I've just pushed the anxiety out of memory.
(One loosely related factoid: I was a journalist for InfoWorld, and the last story I wrote was a commentary about the acquisiton of Ashton-Tate (a software company) by Borland (another software company). Someone at the SEC wondered if I was trying to manipulate Borland or Ashton-Tate stock, so they had a wiretap on my phone for 8 weeks. I only learned about that months after getting back to work. The 8 weeks that they were tapping my phone were the same 8 weeks that I was recovering from the surgery. How's THAT for timing?)