Sunday, November 24, 2013

Go Speed Racer, Go Speed Racer, Go Speed Racer…. GO!!!!!

WHAT?!?!?!  She is where?!?!?!?  The shocking news came late in the evening for Suzanne and Jay, who were enjoying a relaxing evening at home in Shreveport, LA.  Suzanne screamed at Jay that they had to go to Dallas, NOW!!!  Those of you who don't make that trip need to know that it is a good 3 hour trip when done under normal circumstances.  Panicked and scared is a completely different story.  They both started to throw stuff into bags not knowing what they would need.  I laugh when I hear Suzanne tell this part of the story because she admits that the packing was a bit off… well… maybe more than a bit.  Jay proceeded to drive since Suzanne was shaking and crying and trying to call folks to get them up to the hospital and to just inform them what was happening.  Throughout all this they were able to be in contact with people at the hospital like Atesh and Tracy in order to keep updated and know what was happening.

A slow trip to Dallas was never the plan but let me tell you… when you need to slow down, there are ways of making that happen.  Try a flat tire… that should do it, ya think?  Suzanne and Jay got relatively far and had to make a pit stop.  Upon coming out of the truck stop/convenience mall (we've all seen these that have the multiple restaurants and all the extra junk that no one needs but we all buy, well I sometimes do) they got back in the car and started back on the way.  Thump… thump… thump… seriously, a flat now??  I can just hear Suzanne's brain going… You have got to be kidding!!!… I do not have time for this people!!!  Missing and then found tools complicated the whole "change the stupid tire so we can get back on the road" process.  Once they got back on the road things went smoothly.  Atesh had sent a picture of the entrance that Suzanne and Jay needed to go to at the hospital, genius move as it really helped them get to the right place at the right time.  Once they arrived at around 1 am they were immediately taken to the waiting room that was currently being occupied by about 30 of my friends and family.  (I have the best support system out there, just saying')  Suzanne said that once she saw Tracy she just gave her a big hug and felt like they had known each other for years.  Shortly there after the surgeon came out and informed the whole group (what a daunting task) what had happened and what was done in surgery to correct the problem.

So you all know what happened… I ruptured my aorta, died for 10 minutes, bled out 80%, was brought back and whisked into emergency surgery.  There the surgery team corrected my aorta issue with a stint that cuts off the artery to my left arm (because according to the surgeon, most people are not left-handed, needless to say his head dropped when I told him that I am, in fact, left-handed, ha ha…) it covers the upper area of my aorta.  A complete repair, in fact, it is 2 full stints covering a very large area.  The surgery was 4 hours and they had moved me to ICU for recovery.  Few were let back to see me in ICU and only 2 at a time when they were.  What a scary thing for all my friends and family.  Little did everyone know that a successful surgery was the start of a very dark week for me.  Even though the surgery went well and all things looked good at that point, the coming days were enough to frazzle anyone… and they did.  That part of the saga starts tomorrow friends.  Until then know that I love you and am blessed to have you!!

With Much Love,

Sonnie

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