Five years ago today, they had removed the breathing tube and I was conscious more and more. At one point, one of lovely nurses, one of my angel’s of mercy in the ICU first whispered this to me ….. “You are my miracle man, you’ve had a heart transplant.”
As that significant word “transplant” floated through the air I didn’t know if it was real or not as I had been hallucinating due to all the very heavy-duty drugs I was on. I didn’t know where I was for sure, much less that I needed a new heart.
I remember inquiring with family and was told, “We’ll talk later, you need your rest.”
Later, the same nurse whispered the same line to me once again …….
Then ………. I knew for sure!
I was ALIVE, I was at peace with the “T” word immediately!