Rough Couple of Weeks
Last week, we got a call early Sunday morning. Bill’s brother had a heart attack. Actually he had been having them all weekend, but it was his weekend to work at the group home, so he just kept working. Sunday morning, he gave the residents their meds & when his relief came in, he called 911. When he finally got to the hospital, they didn’t think he was going to make it. They started him on several blood thinners and every time his enzyme level went up they gave him more until they finally got him to stop having the attacks. He finally stopped having the heart attacks on Monday afternoon. They scheduled a heart cathe for early Tuesday afternoon. When they got in, they couldn’t do it, because the arteries on one side were 99% occluded and the other side they were 85% and 90% occluded. They took him off the blood thinners so they could get him ready for bypass surgery, if he made it. The doctor said he only had about a 30% chance of survival. He thought his heart was pretty much destroyed from all the heart attacks. Tuesday night he had another heart attack, so they had to start him back on the blood thinners, but this time they just used heparin. They finally got him stable enough for the surgery Thursday afternoon, so they scheduled him for surgery early Friday morning. When they got in to his heart, the heart itself was not nearly as damaged as they thought. They did a quadruple bypass. By Saturday morning he was out of CCU and in CICU. Tuesday morning he was released from the hospital and told he could go back to work in 8 weeks. He’s still in pain, but feels better than he has felt in years!
While all this was going on, Bill kept working. Thursday morning on his way to work, the timing belt broke on the car. Luckily he was only about 10 miles from work. Someone from work came and picked him up. He stayed late and rode home with my brother. A friend runs the tow truck, so he went down Thursday morning and towed the car back home. Bill had to take a vacation day for Friday and Monday so he could get the car fixed. They didn’t have the timing belt here, so Dad had to get it in Vegas and bring it up. We were without a car until it was fixed.
He had to then go in to work 2 hours early Tuesday morning so he could come home early and take me to the doctor. The doctor told me that my MRI shows that I have a demyleinating disease. I have MS. I have to get a cane. Bill wants me to get a walker, but I vetoed that real quick. He’s afraid I’m going to fall while he’s at work. The doctors are saying that I never had Fibromyalgia, that when I was diagnosed with it, almost 20 years ago, that this was what I actually had…
So needless to say, I’ve had a rough couple of weeks. I’m about ready to toss the towel in. The MS really wouldn’t bother me so much, if it weren’t for the fact that I’ve lost 2 family members to complications of it. I’m not looking forward to the cycles of steroid treatments and the hospitalizations. I will make it, though. With everything I’ve been through in my life, I will survive this too.
Is it 2009 yet????











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