
The Waiting is Over!
Of course, it had to be raining the morning we left for the hospital.
It was early and the sky matched our mood, grey and sombre. Which was strange, as this day was supposed to have felt wonderful for all that it signified.
I couldn’t believe we had arrived at this day with no delays, complications, misunderstandings, or backings out (from anyone!)
If Anita were worried or nervous, we couldn’t tell, as she was unusually quiet. But it was early, and she was never at her best until at least two cups of coffee had been consumed, and today, she wasn’t allowed anything to eat or drink.
We weren’t looking forward to leaving her, literally at the hospital doors and having to walk away. We would all be there at her side in our minds but that had never compensated before and made none of us feel any better.
We had been instructed to return home to wait, no hanging around in the car park, as the procedure and all the safety checks would probably take most of the day. The house seemed dreadfully empty and lonely when we walked in, reminding us of that last awful time when we didn’t know whether she would be coming home at all. I didn’t really want to be there, stewing in memories and trying not to worry, but Anita had made us promise to be at home, so I did what I usually do when I am miserable or worried. I started to clean house.
I cleaned and dusted, hoovered, and tidied the entire house, but when I ran out of jobs it was only 1pm. This would have been a golden opportunity to catch up with some writing, but my head and heart were out of sync, so I curled up on the couch with my laptop and waited for the phone to ring.
When the call came, we were amazed at how cheerfully normal Anita sounded. She said she felt fine and had spent most of the time chatting to the consultant while he pushed and shoved the pacemaker thingy into her chest.
I had a bit of a shock when I had a peek at Anita’s chest, expecting to see a small dressing on what was supposed to be a small incision. It looked far from small and the dressing was already soaked with blood. The surrounding area was badly bruised, leading me to imagine they might have attacked her with a bread knife and not a scalpel.
Anita seemed in good spirits, although very tired. There was no pain in her chest but her left arm was aching. It would be several hours before the pain from the surgery would kick in, leaving us with just paracetamol to control it.
Getting comfortable in bed would prove to be almost impossible for her, so the next few days would be difficult, for Anita would need her sleep.
Will this pacemaker/defibrillator improve Anita’s quality of life?
Only time will tell…

Oh, poor Anita. Do give her my very best wishes for a complete recovery and acceptance of her defibrillator. I’m sure she will be fine. Everything crossed for her. Hugs x
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Thank you, Joy for your good wishes!
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🙏🏾🙏🏾so many prayers from me. 😌 It’s the best I can do now.🧡
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Bless you, Jude!
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What is your site email btw?
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I believe it is on our contact page…
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Phew and Yay. I’m so glad everything went well. Here’s to a quick recovery and many many years of good health. ❤
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We will both drink to that, Diana… metaphorically anyway!
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Oh, yay! So glad to hear Anita came through the surgery! Now, lots of rest and rebuilding her strength! Please give her my love and wishes for a speedy recovery, Jaye. ❤
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I will, Susi. I’m sure that everyones good wishes have helped bring Anita through!
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❤
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Wishing the best, for a good night’s sleep, good recovery, and renewed health and strength.
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I think we are fianlly getting there!
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Hugs to you both. Things /will/ get better from here. Stay well.
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Thank you, hugs are always greatly appreciated!
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Get well and stay well! 🙂
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So glad to hear that it is done. t should help Anita so much… and you might even worry a bit less, Jaye too 😉
My love and best wishes to you both! xx
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Thank you, Sue… and I can feel the tension easing a little already…
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I hope so 🙂 x
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I’m so glad it is done and that she seems in good spirits. The wound will heal quickly and leave naught but a bit of a scar, and yes, I DO believe this will improve the quality of her life! Hugs to you both, and hopes for a quick recovery!
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Every day brings small improvements, so looking good!
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Well, we can all relax a bit now, eh? … all digits crossed as usual, but this is GOOD news! : )
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Time will tell…
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I certainly hope the pacemaker does the job. So glad she had it done. All my prayers to you both.
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Thank you, John. No change as yet though…
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Maybe time will help. Certainly more prayers couldn’t hurt. I’ll do that while you guys try to remain strong.
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So generous, John… Thank you!
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I never ask for a lot so maybe I’ll be granted a prayer.
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I think we all deserve at least one these days, John…
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If it’s the one make it Anita. 😊
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