Our local hospital where he would do cardiac rehab have been trained with policies and procedures in place. Our local hospital never had an LVAD patient before. We all came home the second week of February. We hadn’t seen home in months. Our Christmas tree was still up and gifts to unwrap under the tree.
My husband has two big batteries hanging from both of his sides and a fanny pack that’s around his waist. It
has lights. Imagine walking into a elementary school to pick up your child and you see a man that looks like this, looks like a bomb! Most people have never even heard of the Lvad. They don’t realize its really a life support device to give people with the end stage of heart failure a better quality of life. He is scared to get pulled over by the police. He is so afraid people will think he has a bomb attached to him.
Our little boy is so great. He draws pictures of his dad as a robot.
Another little boy thought my husband was a zombie because my husband has no blood pressure or pulse. One of the nurses in icu took such good care of my husband. She showed him such dignity and respect. She was a younger nurse that had an old soul. She would come in on her days off to work with him and she made sure that her good friends would be the ones taking care of him on her days off and different shifts.
Heather Horton was our Angel. They had a recliner in my husbands room so I could sleep with him at night and she would make the recliner all up with blankets like a bed for me.