It Begins...

Surgery has been started.  It will be a 4 hr procedure.  All went well and now begins the longest 4 hours of my life.
I'm scared.
What will my life look like in 4 hours?
I'm angry.
Why is is happening to us?
I know they call this routine...but nothing about this is routine when its your 42 year old husband. MY HUSBAND.
I'm grateful.
Any time something major happens we are reminded how many people love us and care about us and are willing to help out with anything that we need.  So blessed to have supportive family and friends to be here or a text away.  We need you now...and we'll need you in the furture.
I'm looking to feel relief soon once they take him off the bypass machine and his heart starts beating on his own again.
As Lynn put it so eloquently before...this sucks. There is no better or more simple way to put it...but we know to keep living and loving we have to jump through some very important hoops.