12 months ago today I woke up in unfamiliar surroundings, a hospital bed. The day had arrived, I was having bypass surgery. In all honesty I can't say I was nervous the only thought in my mind was the ultrasound I was having on my legs, the surgeon was concerned about the viability of my legs veins, thankfully my right leg was good to go and the surgery went ahead that afternoon.
I know the surgery is common practice for those wonderfully gifted individuals who perform it but each and every person has a different reaction and experience to that invasive, life saving procedure and the scar left is a daily reminder of what has happened.
My road to recovery hasn't been easy and I'm not out of the woods yet, Hower my attitude to life in general and my heart surgery is what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I dig deep
and move on, I try to be positive and smile in the face of adversity. Even through tears and tantrum, fears and woes my inner strength somehow rises to meet the road ahead.
Today, I give thanks to my heart surgeon not only for saving my life but for giving me the finest of scars.
I give thanks to the three beautiful women I met whilst in hospital, we formed an aptly name support group called "Bart's hearts" and continue to support each other to this day.
I give thanks to those friends who supported me through and after the surgery.
I give thanks to this wonderful community for your support and the continued support to the old and new who reach out in worrying and challenging times.
Lastly I acknowledge and give thanks to my inner warrior that innate part of me that never gives up!
Thank you for taking the time to read my post.
Sending good wishes to everyone. Wishing you well! ๐ โค๏ธ