Life is Sort of Sucky

Hmmm....the weather is 90 and sunny and, yeah, I'm weird coz I love it.  I planned a "mini-vacay," long weekend to float in the pool and relax.  I requested today off on Monday. Sounds wonderful, doesn't it?  Not meant to be, I guess.

I got a cell phone call at work yesterday from my BF, my soft place to fall.  Odd coz he never actually calls much on the cell phone; just texts.  He was having chest pains and had driven himself to the VA Hospital.  Hunh?  Phone went dead; me too, sort of.  He said he was walking in the door when it cut off.  How do you work after that?  A nurse called back on the cell about 20 minutes later.  They gave him the meds that stop a heart attack and were transferring him to the regular hospital in our small city.  Actually, it's not a Pgh. hospital but the cardiac unit there is excellent.  I was relieved about that.  They said he would call when he got there.  Didn't happen.  I called the Emergency Room, and they said he was in the Cath lab which made sense and also made me realize that far more was going on.  My dad had two open heart surgeries and numerous heart problems.

Still no word at 2 p.m. so I called admissions.  Yep, admitted and to the ICU.  I was totally gone.  I called Megan.  She and Joey went down and said they were his kids.  In the meantime, I got ahold of his nurse in the ICU.  One artery needed 5 stents placed in it, which JMO is really an invasive procedure for that many; plus he'll need a triple bypass. 

I stopped after work.  Needless to say, he is still in shock.  He is an anal person about his weight and walks about 2 miles a day.  Cholesterol was borderline high but lowered with diet; which he has followed religiously.  The triglycerides were off the wall about a year ago and still way too high in my book but no family history of heart disease.  Smoking is most likely the culprit.  He is quitting.

He called a couple times on his cell.  I don't think he was supposed to.  I texted him this morning.  He called back and said he is really supposed to rest and not talk.  More tests on the arteries and a chest x-ray to see if he will tolerate surgery well.  He said to go swim in the pool and come in this evening.  As if, but I will because he hasn't had his tests yet plus I'm thinking he still needs to absorb this all and is in the ICU for a reason...to recuperate from that darned stent procedure.

Prayers, good thoughts, whatever will be appreciated.  I'm certainly not at all picky about where or whom the prayers are being sent to.  Love you all!!!! (I actually made this blinkie the night before all this happened....)      CHRIS