Prayers Requested

[Grayling813]

Best wishes for a speedy recovery!
My brother had quadruple bypass a couple of years ago. As Bro. Carl said, walking is good medicine and it definitely helped my brother recover.

[RottenApple]

I just saw this. I've been out of town and didn't take my computer. Man you've been through it, so sorry. You have my fervent prayer for recovery and comfort. My prayers for your dad continue as well.

Thanks, Puma. I can't imagine how Pop is taking all my crap along with what happened in July.

[RottenApple]

Excellent news!
Dad had his prostate removed at Ascension Providence several years ago and was also pleased with the surgeon, facilities, and staff. Getting back in shape will be tough - stick to it. It sounds like you have a great motivator!

Thank you, sir. We loved the team they had put together at AP to get me through this. Kind, courteous, wouldn't take any bull (not that I ever tried to give them any), kept me moving forward along the path even when I was in tears and wanted to die. And, yes, it's only been 2 days out of the hospital, so I still go through that. I suspect that will lessen in time as I get stronger. Right now, I couldn't fight off a 3 day old kitten. 2-day old: Maybe, but it's gonna be close.

We went to bed last night ~2130. I woke up at ~0030 CT, needing to use the restroom. When I got back to the bed, I stood there and stared for a minute. I started shaking and crying because I knew how much it was going to hurt to get back in bed. So, I went to my home office and I've been up ever since. Mrs. RottenApple helped me to lay down ~1200 and I napped until ~1600. That woman is a Super Trooper! How or Why she ever put up with me is beyond my ken.

[RottenApple]

Best wishes for a speedy recovery!
My brother had quadruple bypass a couple of years ago. As Bro. Carl said, walking is good medicine and it definitely helped my brother recover.

Thank you, sir! Right now, a walk to the living room is taxing. One end of the house to the other, which is about ~60ft in a straight line, is just plain exhausting. Fortunately, we have resting spots for me at both ends (Master Bedroom and Home Office), and in the middle (Living Room, Dining Room, or Kitchen) if need be. So, I can go from one end of the house to the other, rest for a minute, get what I need done, and then head back and rest at the end or along the way. We're following Doctor's Orders as if they were Holy Writ. Things I'm not allowed to do:

Ride my Harley (I definitely wanted to cry about this one, but I can barely hold myself upright, much less me and a 1,000lb motorcycle.)
Drive our car (Free WFH days for 6-10 weeks? I'm down with that.)
Smoke (I quit on 8/18 when I landed in the hospital this last time. Mrs. RottenApple quit the day I came home. No tears about this one.)
Can't extend my arms all the way (This is WAY more difficult that I thought it would be. I'm now regretting making this 36" deep desk.)
Can't reach behind me (Funny how I never noticed how much of this I did until I wasn't allowed to because it causes my chest muscles to expand and I could pull my sternum apart if it's not knitted together enough.)
Can't raise my arms over my head (washing a full head of hair has now become a painful chore.)
Can't lift anything over 10lbs (I can barely lift a gallon of milk to fix little Granddaughter RottenApple her milk for breakfast this morning!)

It's maddening! But, as a former engineer and now Systems Administrator, I understood the logic behind the restrictions even if I don't like them. The doctors and nurses love that I push myself to do more, to do better, to BE better. They just worry that I'll push too much and end up back in the hospital. Mrs. RottenApple keeps me honest about how much I'm pushing. Maybe by the end of next week, I'll be able to walk the drive and back (about 1/4 mile) to check the mail.

[JRG]

So sorry to read your story sir! The wife and I have both had heart issues, but not to your extent. It will get better, but you are right, it will take time.

Praying for you and the missus and the granddaughter.

Joe