MikeHeim
Well-known member
Well, one year has passed since "the event" and it both seems like yesterday and seems like it's so long ago that it never happened. Everyday life is an ablsolute breeze (heart-wise), but I fear that I will never be able to run quite as far or as fast as I did pre-surgery. However, that will certainly not stop me from trying as I aim to complete a half-marathon one month from now. To those in the waiting room, OHS is not nearly as bad as I feared. The pain is manageable, the recovery is slow, but steady.
The most important thing is that I thank all of you out there who have answered my seemingly never-ending stream of posts where I found myself freaking out about some thing or another, certain that my repair had failed and that I was soon to be under the knife again. I believe I have settled down some and gained a little confidence, but I'm sure I'll continue to have occasional "episodes" in the future. I also want to thank everyone for the extensive education that I have gotten on heart physiology and health. I actually pulled out my Inpatient Operation Report this morning and was able to read through it and understand most of what happened. I remember looking at it just prior to my discharge and getting confused midway through the first sentence and bored midway through the first paragraph.
Anyways, I wanted to relate the last line from my operation report, which for some reason gives me the most comfort of all:
"The sponge count and needle count were correct."
Amen to that.
The most important thing is that I thank all of you out there who have answered my seemingly never-ending stream of posts where I found myself freaking out about some thing or another, certain that my repair had failed and that I was soon to be under the knife again. I believe I have settled down some and gained a little confidence, but I'm sure I'll continue to have occasional "episodes" in the future. I also want to thank everyone for the extensive education that I have gotten on heart physiology and health. I actually pulled out my Inpatient Operation Report this morning and was able to read through it and understand most of what happened. I remember looking at it just prior to my discharge and getting confused midway through the first sentence and bored midway through the first paragraph.
Anyways, I wanted to relate the last line from my operation report, which for some reason gives me the most comfort of all:
"The sponge count and needle count were correct."
Amen to that.
By the way, I also kind of worry that my mitral valve repair will not last.
