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Monday sees my step father heading to Hospital for two procedures. We've known there was a problem since before Christmas, but only how serious for a couple of weeks.
On Monday an aneurysm somewhere in his pelvic area will be dealt with, it's in a very difficult place to reach so it's the priority. I'm not entirely sure how it all works, but I think it involves inserting a wire into his arm and feeding it down to the aneurysm site to repair it.
On Tuesday he goes under the knife to repair an aneurysm on his Aorta. it's expected to take as long as eight hours to complete the surgery.
He then has 2-3 days in intensive care followed by 2-4 weeks in hospital.
I'd be worried anyway, but 17 months ago I lost a very good friend to a ruptured aneurysm of the Aorta. It took a few short hours to go from chest and stomach pain, to his loss on the operating table.
I've felt like I've been living with a time bomb since we found out about the aneurysm's, for the first few days every phone call from my mother had me answering by asking what's up.
Of course it isn't just me worrying, and I'm not just worrying about my step father, it's also my mother, she's worried about him and I'm worried about her.
I know that he will be in hospital, I know that it is a planned procedure and not an emergency one, and I know this needs to be done, but it doesn't stop the worries
