And just how did I become a CABBAGE? After hearing nurses use the term "cabbage" several times, I asked what it meant. Coronary Artery Bypass Graft (CABG or "cabbage") was the answer, and they were referring to ME.
Much to the surprise of almost everyone who knows me, I had quadruple coronary bypass surgery on Oct. 8, and that means I am now a cabbage. What a Halloween costume idea that is! Maybe next year, as I'm not quite up to doing much more than the necessary daily tasks--just yet.
My first follow-up visit with the heart surgeon was yesterday, Halloween. He said everything looks good and my recovery is on track. I had been worried about swelling and tenderness below my calf on the "harvested" leg, but the doctor said that is normal pooling of fluid. It's technically a blood clot, but harmless since it has no way to travel anywhere else.
The doctor would not give me permission to drive. :-( He did say that I can start cardiac rehab, so that's a step forward (much earlier than the January start date I had been given while I was still in the hospital). I will be registering for that this afternoon--though I had hoped to be able to drive myself. I was telling the nurse practitioner how happy I am that I'm almost entirely off of the pain meds. "Well, we'll take care of that--when you get in rehab!" she laughed. So there's a new challenge for me...
I can do stairs now (important since my office is in a second story space), and I even visited the office for a few minutes--the first time since I left it to go to the ER the evening of Oct. 5. By next week, I hope to start spending a few hours a day at the office, interspersed between trips to rehab. I have been working some from home for a couple of weeks now, but not having all of my files and machines handy is limiting. My daughter and husband have been working overtime to cover for me, and we all look forward to being a threesome again.
One thing is for sure: Halloween will always be intertwined with thoughts of my new CABBAGE status.