Mark had a big heart operation. He had his aorta sleeved due to a distension of more than 5 millimetres. It was a big, serious operation, with possible serious complications of paraplegia, and death.
They had to stop the blood flow to his heart for a certain amount of time while they pulled the sleeve into place, and if they cutoff the blood flow for too long, that was when he could lose future mobility. And Mark is very outdoorsy and active. Me, it probably wouldn't matter, chuckle.
It all started at midday. So, I played Dusty Springfield, his favourite singer, all day. Actually, The Dusty in Memphis album is kind of nice.
It was all done through keyhole surgery so the recovery time is much better, but still it was going to take hours.
I didn't hear all day, which I kind of took as a good sign, because, you know, if he'd died, I probably would have heard sooner, so assumed it was a good sign.
I was just falling asleep on the couch at 10pm when he called. It was all done, all successful, the big worry of the 5 millimetre distension bursting now gone.
He said he felt fine and that he was really hungry.
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