Count your blessings
Dana, I know how you feel. Its been ten years since my four way bypass surgery. I remember I used to walk outside in the yard and all at once I would start crying.I wasn't sure of the reason although in the back of my mind I knew it was because of the trauma the operation had wreaked on my body and my mind. When I would start to get depressed I would count my blessings. You know the old saying that theres always someone worst off then you. I would think of my loving wife that had put up with me, worried about me. I would think of my children who loved me and whom I would get to see again. I worried that I would worry about dying and not enjoy what time I had left. However the days turned into weeks and months and now its been ten years. Today I went for a checkup with my cardiologist and he told me its looking good and my heart is stronger then it was the last time I went. He said he don't want to see me for another six months. What beautiful words to hear. I came to the realization long ago that we all have to pass one day. However worrying about it doesn't help anything or anyone. Ask the Lord for help with your anxiety and you will be fine. I'll pray for you. Larry
Larry, Have you been going for 6 months check-ups for 10 years?? I was hoping after the first year it would be an annual check. Also do you still have pain in your chest and leg. Just wonder if that ever goes away. Ann
I guess it depends on the cardiologist. It has only been 3 months since surgery and I don't see him again until Sept 2004, this will be 13 months since the bypass was done.
Thanks Toni, Guess if 6 months is the usual time between visits I will just have to go. My 86 year old father in law goes annually and he had his bypass surgery 6 years ago and thinks he has always gone just one time a year but sometimes he looses track of time. He has a different cardiologist and that may be why. Mine is picky. Ann
Wish I had your cardiologist whiskers. Ann
Thanks for the information Larry. Glad you are pain free. I still plan to get rid of it somehow someday. Ann