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| ICU at daybreak, on the first morning after surgery. My husband was still sedated and on the respirator. I was allowed to be with him, resting on a padded bench beneath the window, all through the night. |
Today, March 10th, is the 11th day since my husband's fourth heart surgery.
Bill Paxton died on the 11th day after his first heart surgery, on February 25th.
Based on press reports, Bill Paxton was born with BAV and had an aneurysm. He also had rheumatic fever in his youth.
My husband was born with BAV, had an aneurysm, and had rheumatic fever as a child.
We made the decision to fight one more time, have one more surgery, on February 21st. It had seemed unthinkable, that roughly 27 years after the first surgery, no longer young or even middle aged, my husband would have surgery again. We decided to fight this, one more time. This was a very personal decision, made with his surgeon, who knew his own skill as well as his patient, and above all, with the help of God.
Today, my husband's body fights to heal, one step at a time. All is going well, one step at a time. I am so blessed to be with him, every step of this fight. We are in a different kind of fight, but the words of a Navy SEAL come to mind:
"There's a storm inside of us, a burning river, a drive.
You push yourself further than anyone could think possible.
You are never out of the fight."
- Marcus Luttrell
Our deepest sympathy, beyond words to express,
to all those who mourn the loss of Bill Paxton.
Our deepest sympathy also, to those we may not know about,
who mourn the loss of their loved ones,
in the BAV battle for life.
~ Arlys Velebir
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