I'm finally home. I'm not complaining, I'm still alive. I will however fill you in on a little bit of the last month.
At 11:00 in the evening of May 1st, I had a stroke while taking my pills. I was rushed to the hospital in Fairbanks where I had another stroke, had coronary arrest and died. My wife was the only one in the room at the time. She ran to the door and yelled "He's coding" I'm sure they already knew that, they were all on the way. 13 people ran into the room and everyone knew what to do. They each performed a task well. This was May 2, my birthday.
I was there but I don't remember much about it, only what Angel told me, I was dead.
They tried the paddles but they didn't do anything but burn the skin on my back and chest. It was then decided that I needed CPR. Everyone in the room looked at the biggest guy in there and either said or thought, "You do it" The first thing he did was break my ribs, (remember, I said, I'm not complaining). Then he brought me back to life. I always knew that ribs sometimes got broken when when you give people CPR but I never knew that ribs (at least on large men are broken on purpose) An EMT in Anchorage told me "Yeah, it's a lot easier to give CPR if you break the ribs first."
The next thing I could remember was we were being Medevaced to Providence hospital in Anchorage, and I had a breathing tube.
I spent just short of a month getting every test or procedure you see on TV. About 35 in all, and getting better.
I have to go back in about four months to fix two ailments that I was born with and it's suspected caused the stroke. I have a bad valve (it sloughs off pieces and plugs the veines in the brain stem.) and the wall thickness on part of the heart is too thick. I have open heart surgery in September.
I still have two or three things to get better before my surgery. I have to learn to walk again, my balance is way off. My hand-eye coordination needs work. And my broken ribs need to heal.
I'm sure lots of you have stories too, that one is mine. I am glad to be back, at least for a little while.