Asking for prayer

It's after 11 pm, Thursday, as I write this.  I just got home from the hospital to get some sleep and a shower and change of clothes before I go back very early in the morning.  My husband has had a heart attack.  The doctor says that it was a mild to medium attack, his right artery was completely blocked with the biggest blood clot he said he's ever seen.  His left artery has a little blockage, but the doctor wasn't worried about it at this time.  We'll know more tomorrow when they do an ultrasound about how much damage his heart has.  He has had a stent put in.  I know this wasn't open heart surgery or by-pass surgery so it wasn't as serious as a lot of people have had including my FIL and BIL .  Nevertheless, it was a very frightening episode and I ask for prayer that he will heal quickly and nothing such as infection, etc. comes up. 

Hubby worked most of the night Tuesday night due to the storm we had and with little sleep, went in to work at 6 am Wednesday.  He came home at 2:30 and was called back to work at 4 and worked until almost 7:30.  He had to climb a pole twice which was when he came down and they were finished that he noticed being very short of breath.  By the time he got home, he was sweating and clammy and very, very pale.  He just walked in and laid down on the floor saying his chest was hurting and he wanted to just rest that he couldn't go any further.  I knew something was very wrong and of course my first thought was that he had a heat stroke because it was so very hot and humid, but I went ahead and called 911.  The ambulance was here in minutes and by the time they got him to Columbia to the hospital and went to work on him it was just 2 hours later that the doctor came out of the Cardiac Cath unit and told me the news that he was doing fine and what had happened.  He said that the quickness in getting him to the hospital played a large part in the good outcome.

My daughter and I quickly gathered a couple of things and hopped into the car after the ambulance left and went to Columbia to the Emergency Room and got to see him again before the doctor arrived.   My son drove in from KC and got there about the time Hubby was settled in his ICU room.  I spent the night there with him in ICU and he was moved to a private room around 4 pm today (Thursday).   I had planned to spend tonight there also, but he was feeling so much better that he wanted me to go home and sleep.  

I just wanted to quickly jot this note and say that I may be away from blogland for a while.  If I have time, I will come by for a visit.  Maybe I'll take my laptop to the hospital tomorrow!  The doctor says he will probably release Hubby to go home Saturday if all goes well.  He will be home for 2 weeks and on light duty for at least 2 weeks after that.  I want to caution everyone if they have any symtoms as I've described, not to wait too long and go on to the ER to be on the safe side.  It may save a life. 

I am thanking God that my daughter and I were at home when this happened and that we have ambulance service in our small town and for the quickness in getting him to the ER.  Also I'm thankful for fine hospitals and wonderful doctors.  Most of all, I'm thankful that my Hubby is sleeping comfortably tonight and that I'll get to see him again in the morning.  Take care everyone!  

Until next time...