The other side

So my beloved husband is now having health problems.

He is normally one of the healthiest humans I know.  He exercises, he actually tries to GAIN weight, and avoids doctors like the plague.  

But when he was a teenager, he had issues with his urinary tract.  He had two surgeries to correct the tube that carries urine from the bladder out of the body.  Twice he needed emergency care because he couldn’t urinate.  

So its been 20 years since he’s had issues.  I honestly think that if I had not insisted on him seeing a urologist because of my suspicions of him having difficulty with urination, I would have found him on the bathroom floor one morning unable to urinate.

As we suspected, he has another stricture.  This one will take extensive surgery to fix. But this fix should be permanent.  

He is so nervous.  Surgery is 8 days away and he is a mess.  He can’t sleep, he’s going through the entire HR debacle, the pre-surgery tests.  The questions from family and friends.  And because it is such a sensitive area, especially for a man, I guess the anxiety is worse.  

It is hard being on the other side of things.  To see my husband so upset with anxiety, with the “what ifs”, with the anticipation of pain.  

I finally know what it feels like to be the one who doesn’t know what to say.  I’m pretty sure everything will be ok, but I remember how I hated it when people would say that to me because they couldn’t guarantee me that.

My issues dealt with my eyes, and with my entire body with regards to the fibro.  This is a specifically focused issue.  On a very male part of his body.  I have no idea what he is going through.  

So this is a learning curve for me as well.

He will be officially laid up for about two weeks.  Aside from my nursing skills that will be used to care for him post-op, I will try to put all the technical stuff aside and just be a caring wife.

So positive thoughts are appreciated.  Before he goes under the knife, we are taking our first family vacation.  All other vacations we have taken have been subsidized by my parents.  It has been greatly appreciated, but this one is the first one that we have been able to afford completely on our own.

So off to the beach we go next week.  We didn’t know about the surgery before we planned the vacation, that is just the way it happened.  

We will try to put the surgery on the back burner for a few days and enjoy the sand and the sun…