This had been gradually coming on for a long time, but had worsened in the past few days. SW was lucky though, because his yearly stress test was scheduled for yesterday. Scheduled a year ago after his last stress test.
He lasted 4 minutes on the treadmill. He was ready to go on, but the cardiologist stopped it, and put an envelope in his hand and told him to go to the Cardiac Intensive Care Unit at the hospital next door. We went straight over.
At 5PM yesterday, the cardiac surgeon spent an hour putting in a pacemaker. Stevie Wonder came to on the operating table and told him he felt better already. While the surgeon was closing the incision. When Steve told me this, I felt like I had married Ironman for sure.
After bringing him home today, I feel like I am married to the Energizer Bunny.
On the way he decided he HAD to have a cup of coffee from Starbucks. Of course he didn't say it like that. In fact, our whole conversation home was a little bit
SW: You need a Starbucks Tazo Chai. Go to Target and I will get you one. And get a coffee for me.
Me: Ok. There is a McDonald's too. I can stop and get something to eat.
SW: I'm not hungry since I ate lunch before we left the hospital.
Me: I KNOW you AREN'T, but since I HAVEN'T EATEN since YESTERDAY, is there any reason I can't stop?
SW: Well no, I didn't mean it that way. I didn't mean you couldn't eat.
Me: It sure sounded like it to me
SW: STAY IN THE RIGHT LANE!
Me: I thought I was! (I was in the middle lane.)
SW: TURN HERE! TURN HERE!
Me: OK!!!! STOP SCREAMING AT ME! YOU ARE SCARING ME!
SW: Your driving scares the s**t out of me!
Me: I haven't wrecked us yet! (I was ready to throw him out of the car at this point and drive across the pacemaker in his chest.)
SW: Ok I am sorry I hollered. Turn here.
Me: I am. I know where I am now.
He went in to Target and came back with the largest hot chai and coffee they make. Which was probably a mistake. We went through the drive through at McDonald's and I got something to eat.
A few minutes later he said:
I am sweating. I'm hot.
Me: I'm not. My feet are cold.
SW: Well I am hot. Do you think it is the pacemaker?
Me: (I was thinking it might be frying his chest, but didn't say that. I made concerned wife noises.) No, that's not it. Take your jacket off.
SW: I can't. Because I can't lift my left arm.
Me: Then tough it out. (My sympathy was fading fast at this point.)
A few minutes later, he said:
"Well I think it was the caffeine rush from the coffee. Now that my heart is beating right I think it circulated faster through my system than it used to. I must have been bad off for a long time and didn't realize it."
Me: Better cut that caffeine intake in half then, or you'll be sweating a lot.
The trip home took forever. We stopped several times, because he would think of something that we HAD to have. We finally made it home, and I dragged myself to the shower and put my pajamas on. It was 4 PM. By the time I got out of the shower, he had washed off, shaved, and fixed a full dinner for himself. I dragged to the couch and collapsed.
He is still going strong as I write this. I told him I was going to ask the doctor where the switch was on the pacemaker, so I could flip it off once in a while to slow him down.
...life is good. ~cath
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Glad he did well, and again, I love the way you report your lives. Always good for a chuckle.
ReplyDeleteSometimes my life seems like one long joke... :D
DeleteWow! What else is there to say? :)
ReplyDeleteNot a whole lot...I am worn out. :D
DeleteI am with you Thom, what else can you say! Smooches to you and Stevie Wonder, or is that Stevie Austin now, lol....(for those who don't know,that is the 6 million dollar mans name, hehehehe)
ReplyDeleteMore like a $6 man vix lol...xoxo
DeleteSo glad they caught it and got the pacemaker in. What a day! Too funny about the caffeine~
ReplyDeletewe are definitely blessed Shelly, until he gets hold of the caffeine. :D
DeleteIt sounds like me when I was in the hospital for 43 days with my thyroid--I had felt bad so long that it was 'normal' and when I was 'fixed' (more or less) I couldn't sit still because I COULD do things!
ReplyDeleteSo glad SW is better. I'm sure the caffeine will level out!
It took a few days but he finally slowed down. If he hadn't, I'd be dead by now. Or he'd be dead because I would kill him. :D It is marvelous to have him as back to normal as he is...
Delete43 days in the hospital is BRUTAL! Even though I am a nurse, it would kill be to be a patient that long!