Ends up after a couple of days, the docs realize he has subacute endocarditis. This means he has an infection in his heart.
It is so bad they need to replace a mitral valve.
I never feel any anxiety because I really dont care what happens to him.
To make a long story short, he has the surgery and is home one week later.
Mother suggests maybe this is a good time to take a chance and start fresh in our relationship. We (he and I) talk and decide we will try. He admits he has been the source of our problems and will try to change. I, for myself, will keep myself open to him and any changes he is trying to make.
He is home for six weeks. Not being at work is nice for him. Its okay for me. I never liked having him always around - whether we were getting along or not.
We go on vacation. Its the usual complaining and second guessing. He does make an effort to be with us when we go to the pool. Except he doesnt interact. He just comes down and floats in an inner tube yards behind us.
