Life Lessons in Patience

It should be me.

That’s all I can think as I sit in this hospital room, watching my husband snore softly as he recovers from an invasive surgery that left him with no spleen, no gallbladder, lost lymph nodes, and half a pancreas.

Why would I think this?

Because I’m the one who always imagines every scenario. I’m the one who always thinks the worst, even when there’s no evidence that the worst is actually going to occur. I’m the one who has imagined every pain, every injury, and every possible way to die. One might say I just like to be prepared, but the truth is that I wasn’t prepared for it to happen to someone else, to someone I love.

That’s not to say that I think about this stuff often. I don’t. But I guess you could say I think about it more than most. I live in my head a million lives I’ve never lived out loud. I imagine that’s the case for most avid readers and writers.

My husband isn’t like that, though. He’s my superhero. He lives for the moment—each and every moment, and to see him reduced to lying in agony on a hospital bed, exhausted from the pain, the common complications, and lack of sleep is both heartbreaking and gut-wrenching. He’s always so sure of things. He’s always so positive.

I have faith that I’ll see the man I know again and probably soon, but at this particular moment, “soon” feels like forever.

But this, too, shall pass. I am a student and the lesson is patience.

7 thoughts on “Life Lessons in Patience

  1. Oh the tears 😭 I think that no matter what type of person you are they will always think that “it should be me”. I’m just like you. I think of every single scenario in full vivid detail. But when I had my surgery dave was the one thinking it should be him because he could handle it better. He was my rock. And you are your husbands. He may be your super hero but I bet you are his. Best wishes and healing vibes your way – always

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  2. It’s so sad to hear you are going through this.
    I hope everything can get better as fast as possible
    Be ok and keep writing
    As you already know, putting the difficult feelings into words can help make it easier to breath

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