Without Wires

I decided to have surgery! It has been a little over 2 months now, and it went well. To take you back to the day of surgery, I was to arrive at 6 A.M. that morning and my surgery was to be an hour or so after.

A delayed start

The lady I checked in with came over to inform me that I have been pushed back and all the emergency cases are in front of me. She said I probably would not be able to have my surgery until 3 or 4 that evening.

It immediately became bittersweet for me. Reason being, I woke up so early thinking I was going to be in and out and on my way to recovery. Now it had turned into an all day situation that I was not prepared for.

What made me feel okay was if there was an emergency case, I could wait because what if that was me? I would wait to be in front of others as well. I took a walk outside, listened to music, prayed, and before I knew it I got a call from my spouse saying they were calling me back.

By this time it was 11:00 A.M., ("better than 3 or 4 P.M." I thought to myself). I rushed up and headed straight to the back where I got changed and an IV put in. I would say I was ready about 20 minutes later.

Time for wire removal surgery

The doctor that was performing the surgery came in, greeted me and told me with a very intense look on his face that he was in another surgery and he will not be the one performing the surgery on me. I immediately freaked out, because the last doctor I encountered was not pleasant (I will share at a later time) and now this doctor whom I gained trust in would not be able to do my surgery.

I broke down crying, anxiety got the best of me. I began to think it was a mistake and everything would go wrong, and I should not have the surgery. But to bear that pain any longer - I just could not!

I requested that my heart transplant doctor come to speak with me, and to my surprise he was there in less than 5 minutes. I asked him if he trusts the doctor that they recommended to do the surgery, and he assured me that he trusted him and everything would be fine. And because I trust my doctor, I agreed to go through with the surgery and allow the new doctor to perform it.

Recovery

Surgery was over! I woke up with so much gratitude that I made it through then BAM! That pain grabbed me and wrapped me tight. There I went, crying again! But this time it was the pain that caught me completely off guard.

I did not know if the transplant pain or the wire removal pain was worse. The more the days went by I came to the conclusion that it was the wire removal pain.

I stayed in the hospital for 7 whole days to regain my strength. Everything is going well, but it is a slow process.

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