My, how time flies.
It's one of those cliches that happens to be true. Tomorrow I will reach four weeks post-surgery, and truly it seems like I got out of the hospital three or four days ago. But while the time has seemed short, I have made progress in my recovery, going from barely being able to walk 40 yards at a time to walking 1.5 miles without stopping, and feeling good enough that I went back to work yesterday. (Of course, I am only working 2-3 hours a day at a non-physical job, and then I come home and take a nice long nap, but even still....)
I guess the point I'm trying to make is that, while I still have some healing to do, I am segueing back into my old life again, and it feels really good.
I have a family history of heart disease. My father had bypass surgery the summer before last. His father also had heart problems, but in the late 50's people didn't have bypass surgery, they just...waited. I have found myself thinking about how much longer I might have lived had I not had this surgery--2 years? 5 years? Difficult to say. I do know that the last years of my life would be hard ones, able to do less and less, but now I have been given the opportunity for an extra 20 or 30 years, God willing, and I am just so grateful.
Thank you all for praying for me, for being a support to my family, for loving us.
Lee