WendyB Posted June 22, 2010 Report Share Posted June 22, 2010 My husband died June 7 after a heart transplant. He was the love of my life and my best friend. He was 51 years old. We were married for 21 years in February. I keep thinking that if we wouldn't have done the transplant he would still be here. I know in my head that he was weak and this was the last resort, but my heart says what if? What if we would have waited? What if...? I guess this is normal thinking but I feel so guilty and angry and alone. One minute i'm crying, the next I just want to break something. June 7 at 3:20am they woke us up and told us they found a donor heart. I held Larry's hand the rest of the morning and most of the day, now I even feel guilty for leaving to eat lunch. June 7 at 12:00 pm I was holding his hand and telling him everything would be okay and he was writing what we would do when he got out of the hospital. At 1:00 I told him I loved him and would see him later then they gave him a shot and put him under. By 11:00 that night they were telling us he wasnt' doing good and we could see him a few minutes. By 11:05 they came and told us he didn't make it. I feel like my world ended right then and there. I miss him so much! We did absolutey everything together. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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