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My wife is out of surgery! It's good news!

How long do you think it's going to be before she starts making jokes about "getting her throat cut"?

Well, even before the surgery I told the surgeon that I would sharpen his '10 blades' so she would have a nice looking scar.

The problem with 'gallows humor' I've learned is that it only seems to work when there is no gallows. It's the type of thing that works the best in a sphere of safety.

However, we have known each other about 40 years, and humor is a mainstay in our relationship.

As my wife was being moved to her room from recovery, I met briefly with the surgeon. His first words were 'no cancer.' And believe me, the situation radically changed after that.

As I walked through the doorway into her room, she looked up and saw me for the first time since the procedure. She has asked for only one thing during this maddening ordeal, and that was that she not have to take the journey alone--she wanted to see her sister and me when she opened her eyes.

But now I had a responsibility. I'm her husband, and I have to begin my vows in getting her through the healing process.

So when I saw her for that first time I said, "Gee, I thought you were going to have your nose done..."

She smiled, I kissed her on the forehead and told her, "Everything's fine, there was no cancer..."

And then, as I reported, my wife came roaring back with a vengeance for life. Within five hours she took back her life with a gusto I had not seen in months.

And this morning, I heard the chimes and bells on the Wii fitness program as she stretched and lightly moved around. Yeah, I probably should have said something, but they say husbands and wives seem to morph into one identity as life progresses. I went to work the day after my wrist was broken.

She's seen my riding buddies pull 9/16's bolts out of their legs and say dispassionately, "Can I get this chromed?" And so it is with her.

Joke about the scar? Heck, she'll do it for us. And truthfully, I can't wait to hear the bizarre tales she's going to tell...
 
pretty much what I expect out a woman who can put up with one like us for that long.

Oh, and I agree.

In fact, I was hoping that part of her personality would surface. You're not really beaten until you believe it for yourself. It's like watching the tide of a football game when your team feels there's nothing they can do. They just give up.

My wife never did. Oh, she would have low days. But she never wavered with her desire to "get this thing out of me." She didn't fear surgery, she was angry she couldn't get an earlier date. She would tear into me if she felt my attitude was condescending or counterproductive.

My wife has been yakking on the telephone all morning, and her sister and a friend are going out for a bit of shopping and light lunch. Sort of making up for lost time.

Frankly, I'm glad to see it.
 
All sounds good Chico. I'm happy for you both. :beer:

Keep us posted as she moves through the healing process. :thumb:
 
Chico im so pleased for your wife and you.....im gonna still pray for a quick recovery and as for you remember to rest up and stay well.

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I have related all of your best wishes to my wife, and she continues to amaze me with her courage and resilience.

So, to all of you rough-tough bikers, working cowboys and longshoremen, the next time you slice yourself with a jackknife, think about her ordeal!

"Yikes, they took a knife and did what?!!!"

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I wish your wife the best.

I have not ridden for about five years, my colors are of the local HOG chapter, however for many years I rode ten to twelve thousand miles a year. Guess this might qualify me as a biker.

However, when I see something like this, it gives me the willies.
 
shoulda taped a present tag on her collar bone before snapping the pic: "do not open before christmas"... ;)
 
it gives me the willies.

I've had enough cuts and surgeries to be able to look at stuff like this with a calm hand. However, my respect goes out to the act of enduring the procedure that results in this slice.

She toughed this out for two months before going in to the hospital. She got jacked around, they canceled the surgery at least once. And then to voluntarily lay down on the table, and not know the outcome. That's a depth of faith and courage I'm not sure many people have. I know I checked my own cojones.

Erik said:
taped a present tag on her collar bone

LOL, yes, I'm going to do something light and happy for Constantinemas Day, but I don't know what. I am sending her to Florida to stay with her best friend in a few weeks.

But I'd like to offer this idea to the forum members. Lots of times we feel we are on the ropes. No hope, no support, the end looks mighty black and bleak.

Remember my wife at these times. Imagine her fears. Imagine this surgery. And know that there's this resolve in the world, and it's possible to dig deep, and be victorious getting to the other side.
 
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