This is a hard post for me for many reasons. I recently (proactively) had mitral valve surgery on February 21. It was not easy for me to come to grips with the realization I needed to have the surgery. I knew this despite what my cardiologist was telling me at the time. To get yourself to that point of actually laying there on the bed prior to the surgery is quite an undertaking - as many of you know! Since my surgery, in my mind I have thought of myself as my own hero. (Silly, I know but whatever gets me thru the day!!) Well, here's where the story takes a turn. My younger sister (KatieD), who was also aware of her very similar heart condition, decided she would follow in my footsteps and have the same surgery with the same surgeon on June 18. However, due to complications during her surgery she ended up having a stroke-like occurance that caused her to lose most of the use of her right hand and some use of her left hand. She is now back at home recovering but also going to occupational therapy. Throughout this ordeal my sister has been extremely positive and strong with no regrets. Well - myself as my hero was short-lived. Sherri is my new hero!!!