The mending of my broken heart..

Well, I went to my post op appt. on Monday. It went great! He told me again how well the surgery went and that they actually found a hole in my heart while they were in there and fixed that as well. I really may take up running. I could be a marathoner and never knew it! They took out my stitches and I was approved to finally take a "real" shower-hurrah! He also told me I was able to do anything I felt like! Except drive....because I am still on a narcotic. He said he will see me in two weeks to listen one more time to my fabulous ticker and high five me on the way out. Pretty impressive! All I have to watch for between now and then is a fluttering heart beat-I would have to take meds, or a pain in my chest when I breathe in-that could be a blood clot in the lung, but these would be very rare. Tomorrow will be my 10 day anniversary of my surgery. I am still kinda weak from the anesthesia, but I have not posted in 3 days because I have had the WORST migraines the last three days. Could not do anything but lay in the bed. Dr. Murphy did say that sometimes cardiac surgery can trigger migraines. When I called him after my third he said that 3 was weird, but he told me to double up on my pain meds if it happened again. It did not happen today!! I was able to go and see Cole's Thanksgiving skit at school today too for my first day out! He was an awesome Indian-so glad I got to see him. Especially after he told me this morning that he wanted to be class clown...at least he is working toward something. He definitely gets that from Michael-which is one of the reasons I married him. I was soo grateful to be able to see him, bascially just to be alive and lucky enough to be able to breathe! I keep taking these deep breaths because I can. It is amazing! God is good! I did see my stab wounds. There are (5) 2-3 inchers going from under my arm pit around my breast. They don't even hurt. Sometimes if I lay down fast, my lungs cramp still, but my heart feels great! My wounds dont even hurt except my groin. They appropriately called that wound sight the roll of dimes. I found out why today...the scar feels like that. Now that I have caused total heebie jeebies-yikes ! Hope that goes away! I do have to say that I am so incredibly grateful. I am so lucky to have been able to have this surgery and be close to perfect in the heart department now. I can't help but think of the women I just walked 60 miles for and how hard it would be to have a masectomy and not be "cured" and still feel like there are a million miles ahead of you. Or if it were 3 years ago and I had to get the full monty heart surgery and have a fake valve and have to take meds and click for the rest of my life. I think I have found my faith again-not that it was lost-but any doubts I ever had are thrown to the wind. I am so grateful for all the people who have been here and the hospital helping me and my family with everything, all the dinners, visits, cards, playdates for Cole and Hunter, notes on FB, calls, phew-people need people and I have definitely been blessed by some of the best in my life!