Five years ago today …… Friday, May 25th 2007, was in my family’s opinion, to be the BEST DAY EVER.
After thousands and thousands of prayers and exactly 28 days after I was carried out of the house by paramedics due to a massive heart attack and exactly 14 days after my heart transplant, I was able to walk (very S-L-O-W-L-Y) back into the same house.
I was home!
I remember a lot of what transpired that day, with a mad rush of people stopping by to see me in my hospital room with all kinds of orders, demands and lists of things to do and not do. I met part of the post transplant team, nutritionists, nurses, administrators and dealt with paper work. The vivid wheelchair ride through the hospital, truly seeing it for the first time and then the long ride home in the back seat, clutching a pillow tightly to my chest.
Once at home I remember the slow walk, up the front steps, and eventually the longer and slower ascent to the upstairs portion of the house where I settled into my den and thought ….. “NOW WHAT?”
I’m sure I had that “Deer caught in the headlights” look!
To my family, I was like a new-born baby with someone constantly checking on me asking if all was OK? Not being left alone for more than a minute or two.
For me it was a good day, but maybe not the best day ever …… I was nervous, scared and very emotional. My thoughts were rapid fire and all over the place. I would cry over nothing. I remember thinking about, grieving for the person that saved my life.
But, regardless of the above and beyond everything else ….. I was more than a bit broken down man, and yet I was VERY grateful to God that I was still ALIVE.
I’m thinking that each and every TODAY is the BEST day ever and thank God for the opportunity to enjoy it!