Working Hard

Yes, I have fallen behind at what I thought my recovery would be. I had this grand plan in my mind I could push through and get healthy, and stronger, maybe even a normal life.

I have been on the surgery table so many times it surprises me when I stop to remember yet I cannot remember this big of a recovery battle.

I can so clearly remember July 16th when I was awoken by my nurse telling me it was heart transplant time, wow, a little past 2 months ago! Am I expecting to much to fast, most likely yes.

When I was being rolled down to the surgery room, I was so excited yet the situation was so bitterssweet. Stanford Hospital was still in Covid rules meaning Renee wasn’t allowed to be around for anything except an obscure waiting room that only allowed visitors ( visitors?) until 7 pm. It seems so many changes in life, us humans struggle with change.

Most people watched the news sharing actual Covid stories and how family were not allowed in hospital to visit loved ones, even those dying. Now here we are going through a fairly major surgery and Renee cannot stay. Again we do not truly understand any battle unless we have been there.

What this has showed Renee and I is how important compassion for others is of utmost importance, in all instances. If we as humans were to think first before reacting wouldn’t life be better for all?

Walking past someone, driving on the highway or even seeing someone in their own struggles, a simple nod or hi may change circumstances and outcome so much. We all fall short of being who we could be but we can try to do better. Hope is always within reach!