I wish to thank EdW for taking his time to post about my surgery. It was quite wonderful of him to do so.
And I wish to thank all of you for your oh so kind prayers. You kept me alive.
I just recently had a doctors appointment where as my doctor came into the exam room with a trainee and walked up to me with a smile on his face and his hand out and said," there's my miracle man". It appears after 7 or 8 doctors came into desert springs hospital to see me and ask after me that my wife and I began to wonder why all these other doctors were coming to see me. they had told me I was making an amazing recovery, but other than hearing taps being played when first I awoke I thought nothing of it.
I awoke in a pure white room with nothing but a bed and a television set. Softly in the background I could hear taps being played and I thought I had passed over. my first thought was, oh my poor wife. I spoke out loud and said, hey, I am not dead, I am here, don't leave me. I am here. Eventually I realized that gunsmoke was playing on the telly and they had a death and were playing taps. whew. then a nurse came in and started fussing over me. I guess they had not heard my plea. .
On the day of my appointment I asked my doctor what he meant. He said he had never expected to see me again. They did not think I would live. I guess I almost didn't. My lungs and my heart almost quit.
So you see my friends, my surgeon and you saved my life. In the end it was your prayers that pulled me through. How could I disappoint so many wonderful caring people.
I thank you from the bottom of this old scarred and battered heart, and EdW for starting it all.
I love you all, hugs. papa LoboWolf Don.