So as many of you know I was in the hospital...again...but was discharged two days ago on April 18th. I apologize for not posting more this time but to be honest I was cranky this visit. Cranky that I was back in the hospital, cranky that I was there longer than anticipated, cranky that I can't control my symptoms due to a bad heart. Which brings us to the latest news.
Tuesday the doctors did another heart cath and discovered my right side has high pressure and my left side is low, which is something they can't control with medication. Before discharge, two of my heart failure team doctors came in to talk to Amy and me. In short, they informed us I need...NEED...a heart transplant. They told us several times my heart isn't good, and the fact that my heart hasn't gotten better since diagnosis, in addition to the heart cath numbers warrants a transplant. Crazy huh? Amy and I are still trying to wrap our heads around that fact. It's a lot to process, and while I was indeed doing preliminary tests and such to clear the way for a transplant as an option, we were still thinking it might be years out. Apparently not.
Transplants work on a 1-6 rating system. 1-3 are hospital bound patients, 4-6 are ambulatory and out in the community. A 1 gets a heart usually within 48 hours as its most critical, a 6 could wait years. My doctors say I'm definitely a 4, but one doctor said he even considered keeping me in the hospital and getting things done to bump me up to a 2. They said they still might do just that - the catch is I'd have to basically live in the ICU for 4-6 weeks to wait for a heart, and then it's at least 3 weeks recovery in the ICU after that. There are also rules about having to live within an hour of the hospital (we're 1.5-2 right now) we're having to work out, as well as a ton of assessments and tests to do. I feel like all I do is go to doctor appointments anymore haha. More true than I want to admit...
So there's fear, there's uncertainty, there's processing, there are unknowns...but in the center is still a good God, a redeeming Savior, and a solid family. Amy has been a rock through all this even through her own processing and stress, and the kids have handled everything we've had to throw at them with grace and patience. God teaches us perfection through trials, I guess I've got a long way to go :) But in all seriousness, this whole process has really grounded and forefronted at least my utter faith in a good God and risen Christ. I say this from my weakness in dealing with things like this, I couldn't go through this without my faith, and Amy reminds me of what walking by a strong faith looks like every day.
Next week I have an appointment with my main heart failure doctor. They said the heart failure team will meet before that appointment and then she'll tell me what they decided about me at the appointment. So until then, we're continuing to try to get everything in order, we'll be trying to figure housing, applying for other benefits, and awaiting the news. The pic is from our Bandon getaway, and just reminds me to wait and deal with what's in front of me, which in the end is all we can do anyway. Feel free to ask any questions, we're an open book, and as always thanks for reading! We'll keep keeping you updated. - Thomas & Amy