There were so many ups and downs this past week that it's hard to know where to start. I guess we'll start with the most serious and that would be with C. He had his ablation this week. Well, he was supposed to. Let's back track a little. C had known his surgery was scheduled for March 23 for about 2 months. He had been reluctantly excited about getting "fixed" and not dealing with the crazy episodes and feeling horrible. He had been to the emergency room numerous times in the past few months because of his heart issues. He was scared to leave the house and go to work functions because he honestly never had any clue as to when he would get an episode. He could just be sitting there and have his heart rate jump to 185 for minutes on end and then plummet to 43, leaving him dizzy, nauseous, and just plain feeling bad. The doctor would have installed a pacemaker immediately after the first episode IF he had been 60, but putting one in a 31 year old is a different story. The doctor wanted to make sure that there was no other viable option before doing that. Putting a pacemaker in him so early could cause problems when he got older. The doctor ordered months of tests that required wearing a heart monitor to record what was happening. The medicine they tried helped, but wasn't able to completely control the episodes. It did make them a little less frequent though which helped a little, but obviously he wanted to live a more normal life so the doctor suggested an ablation could work, but they wouldn't know until they were in there actually looking at his heart. That brings us to March 23. I went to wait with H, his wife, in the waiting room of the Heart Hospital during the procedure. After a couple of hours, we got word that the surgery was unsuccessful and that they were not able to do the ablation. This was very disappointing to hear since now C's last hope is the pacemaker. The surgeon hoped to get him back in a couple of weeks to put in the pacemaker. H and I went back to see him after he came out of surgery and he looked a little rough. There is a long recovery after an ablation and for several days he had to lay flat, not bend over, no bathing, no lifting anything over 10lbs etc. Fortunately, after a few days he felt much better and then yesterday he received a call that there was a cancellation and he could get his pacemaker today, which of course made everyone very happy since no one wants him to suffer anymore. He arrived at the hospital at 11:30 am to get prepped for surgery at 2:30 pm. Unfortunately, the time keeps getting pushed back and now the start time is 4:30 pm. The surgery should take about 2.5 hours. Since it's starting so late he isn't sure he'll be able to go home tonight. We all just hope he gets the pacemaker, he has an easy surgery, and it fixes the problems he has been having. 🤞
We played our weekly pickleball match and had our frozen yogurt afterwards. It was crazy hot and humid because of the incoming storms. Unfortunately, that means Axl hasn't let us sleep and looking forward to the weather this week, every day there is severe storms at NIGHT!😠WHY ARE THEY ALL AT NIGHT?!?! We tried everything. He takes the max amount of anxiety meds, we wrap him up and cuddle, we turn on all kinds of white noise, we turn the a/c down to levels that won't happen in summer, and while that helps it isn't perfect. He still pants and shakes. I started wearing ear protection at night and that helps me sleep by not allowing me to hear him panting. T and I take turns caring for him when he freaks out. We have what we call first and second shift. First shift is from about 10pm-2am and second shift from 2am-6 am. We fight over first shift. Second shift sucks! We basically spend our shift resting with him in the the living room. Usually, that means catching a few winks on the couch while petting and trying to calm him down. Honestly, I am shocked he hasn't had a heart attack yet. He gets so worked up!
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I bet he's tired! He sleeps like a baby once we're all up for the day! |
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