Three years after being implanted, the lead wire of my husband’s defibrillator became faulty and had to be replaced. No surgery is easy for the patient or family waiting for word, but when the part of the anatomy being worked on is the heart, everyone’s pulse quickens a bit. I am grateful and so happy to report that everything went well and he is doing great.
In the halls of the cardiac center where he had his procedure and overnight stay, signs displaying quotes about the heart line the walls. I am a sucker for a good quote any day, but knowing your spouse is anesthetized in a cath lab fifty yards away does pull on your own heartstrings even more sharply than usual. I share them with you now and hope they speak to you, too. The last one encompasses both my husband and my medical conditions to perfection.