Tomorrow will mark the sixth anniversary of my beloved husband Larry’s heart attack. It has become a yearly ritual to write a short post, remembering how I almost lost him. Yes, I admit to being a little superstitious about keeping up the custom.
You can read my first post after his MI here.
Larry came through with no damage to his heart, thanks to all those professionals who cared for him. We remember his cardiac team and their leader, Dr. Prasad, at UCSD Medical Center. We are forever grateful to the team of paramedics and firefighters from our neighborhood Station 8. Station 8 had Larry in the Cardiac Catheter Unit within 42 minutes after my 911 call. These are fine people, people you never forget, whose job it is to routinely save lives every day of their service.
Both Larry and I continue to enjoy good health and are forever grateful and appreciative of the beautiful life we have shared for the past twenty years. The past six, however, have been the most appreciated and meaningful.
Saturday will mean a walk down to Station 8, with a note and a Starbucks gift card, maybe a lunch out, nothing fancy. But so precious. Six rich years!
Hug your loved ones and hold them close.
This is so wonderful and makes me so happy to read. Lots of love to you both. Enjoy your lunch!
Thanks, Jayne – hoping for more winter wonderland shots after the recent storm – xo
Congratulations Liz – so happy for you and Larry. I can’t believe it’s already been 6 years! xxoo
Thanks, Lynda – neither can we !
Such precious time indeed. I love the title of 6 rich years. He’s very lucky to have you, my friend 🙂
Thanks, Susan – and we celebrated our 18th anniversary yesterday – trying to appreciate every day.
I am so happy there was such a positive outcome, and love how you mark that day.
Thank you and also for your lovely post – I am still struggling about continuing to blog. xo Liz