I slept for fourteen dreamless hours. When I woke up, Anne was in the living room with our dogs. They were all happy to see me when I staggered out of our bedroom.
We had as close to a normal day as we could expect, a nice and boring day where nothing happened, and we didn’t have to go to the emergency room for any reason. I know we only had to go twice, but it feels like it was so much more than that.
At the end of the day, Anne went to sleep a little bit before I did. I had that kind of fatigue where your body is tired but your mind isn’t ready to shut up and go to sleep, so I stayed up and watched two episodes of American Gods, and then the last three episodes of Bojack Horseman’s second season. I got into bed around 1am, and didn’t realize until I was pulling up the sheets that part of me had been holding my breath, expecting something bad to happen.
I slept for twelve hours. When I woke up, I felt like I’d stayed in bed a little too long, but at least I was caught up on sleep. Anne was eating lunch with our son, Nolan.
“How are you feeling?” I asked her.
“How are you?” She said.
“I asked you first.”
“I’m fine. My incisions are a little sore, but I’m really okay.”
“That’s great,” I said, “and I feel like I’m finally caught up on sleep.”
“High-five!”
“Totally.”
I keep feeling these little bits of tension release, bits of lingering worry that I didn’t know were there until they were gone. We’ve made it through the 24 hours or so after surgery without any complication, and our lives are getting back to normal. The dogs can sense it, too, and are starting to ask for walkies. For the first time in what feels like a month but is only five days, I feel like I can oblige them.
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Very relieved for all of you that things are more normal.
Man, those “only two trips” to the ER were fucking epic, in all the worst ways. You guys needed 24 hours (at least) of nothing happening.
For what it’s worth, when you began last night’s Storytime, you didn’t just look tired, you looked drained, washed out. By the end of Storytime, you looked MUCH more vibrant and light. And I wasn’t the only person in the comments to observe that. I wasn’t sure if you were going to do a Storytime this week, I wouldn’t have been surprised if you’d canceled to just rest up, but I’m very glad you did it, not just for my sake and the sake of the other attendees, but for you, too.
Excellent! Great to hear things are normalising. Wishing Anne a speedy recovery!
I’m happy that things are returning to some sense of normalcy. You have such a good Internet family that cares deeply about you all and I’m happy to be a part of that. I hope things continue to improve and each day is better than the last.
I’m glad everything is back to regular dayness. And I’m glad you’ve kept writing your blog. Hope you both have a great day!
Awesome to read that life is going back to normal, and happy that you both are surrounded by supportive family and pooches 🙂
Glad everyone is feeling better and Anne got the care she needed. I cannot imagine how the same situation would feel to someone without the means or insurance to cover the costs of two ER visits.
Thrilled things are settling back into normal. Wishing for continued recovery for all.
So glad that Anne is getting better. Hoping she recovers quickly. Sending love to you both from the Uk <3
Glad to hear things are returning to normal. I had a similar, though not quite as bad (except for the 300 mile drive home in the middle of it) experience when my wife had gallstones. At least in our case, there was no mis-diagnosis, just wanted to come home for the surgery rather than trying to recover 300 miles from home (although it would have been with family, so could have been worse).
Hit enter too soon on that reply so made it all about me… Really happy that you got it sorted and that Anne is feeling better, and that you handled it so well. Isn’t it strange how depression can make one so weak in dealing with your own life, but so strong when others need you. You did great.
I’ve been away from your entries, possibly, tooooo long. In the words of Bareet from Guardians of the Galaxy. “What Happened…?”
It is amazing how the rest of the world seems to stop when a medical emergency like this happens. It puts everything in perspective and makes the details of “life” seem so insignificant. Glad to hear your life is on the way to getting back to normal, so you and your wife can do all the things you want for many years to come. Best wishes to both of you.
Really glad to hear that everything seems to be calming down and that the doctors seem to have gotten the correct diagnosis and treatment. Hopefully Anne recovers quickly and that you guys have a nice and quiet time without any hospital visits or other emergencies.
This is so good to here!
So glad things are looking up. Sending good mojo for a speedy recovery!
Wil. It was so touching to read about this whole experience. The love you have for Anne is so apparent in these posts that I nearly cried. The magnitude of it made me feel like I’ve taking my fiancée for granted and now I can’t wait to get home from work to hold her.
Glad things are looking up for you both.
Great to hear you are all doing better! All the best wishes!
Cheers, Wil!
So glad that everything is getting back to good for the both of you. Sending a big hug to you guys.
Yay! That’s great news, and I’m so happy to hear it 🙂
SO glad things are getting back to normal for you, Wil.
Hey Wil, we met ages ago on a cruise (Mac Geek thing in Hawaii) and my wife and I had breakfast with you and your lovely Anne. I’m certain you won’t remember, but I do, simply because though you and I had met before when you were a teen on ST:TNG, I was struck by the beautiful relationship you and Anne share in your adult life and how much you’d grown and changed, yet remained the same charming man I remembered.
I’ve followed along the past few days hoping I was wrong on the Dx, only to have you confirm it with later posts. Yes, we need women to treat women for the reasons you wrote yesterday. We are different beings with different needs and maladies. I’m so very glad Anne is on the mend, as are you. I often feel it’s harder on the “waiting” spouse than on the injured one; the injured one at least gets meds that help manage the pain.
Wishing you both the best for speedy recoveries.
Polly
cheers Recovery (for both of you) seems to be way on its way and I’m happy for ya’ll.
Very glad to hear it! These events are fucking scary as hell. Glad you are both taking care of yourselves.
So very glad Anne is OK and you’re able to start unclenching bit by bit. Sometimes it’s hard to relax after going through something traumatic, duh. Hearts to you both.
The scary part is when you stop being afraid of hospitals. That’s when you know it’s become routine. I’m not happy that you and Anne were put through the wringer, but I am glad that it appears it won’t happen again. knocks wood May all your days continue to be as normal as can be, at least for a while.
Is Anne REALLY getting back to full strength?
I won’t believe it until I see her destroy a game table.
I’m so glad to hear that both you wonderful humans are doing better.
Great news for both of you…take care, and now onto walkies!
Hugs. Don’t be suprised if you feel by this is a week or so. My experience is that it’s easy to feel like things should be completely normal before they are, and sometimes after the immediate crisis passes, things come up logistically (Anne can’t cook or drive or go to a party) or emotionally that were not expecting. Please be gentle with yourself.
So happy for all of you.
The Hamilton song would be “That Would Be Enough”
That’s so great. Normal can be damn awesome.
Best wishes for a quick recovery. Glad that you have each other.
-Linke
Glad you’re both ok! I read your previous two posts before starting work in the morning and it made me truly appreciate my “relatively normal” days. Can’t take anything for granted
Hi Wil!
I intended to share this comment on http://www.radiofreeburrito.com under episode 46, but for some reason it will not allow me to create an account. It only gives me sign in or forgot password. I did create a WordPress account today, but it doesn’t seem to want to play nice and connect to RFB. Anyway, could be pilot error but I felt the need to share.
Long time listener here. I must confess I haven’t been able to follow your blog and RFB in recent years. My job plus online schooling over the past year have really eaten into my free time. I’ve only been following your page on Facebook. On the plus side, I checked recently to the Burrito and found 13 new episodes! Well, new to me anyway. And I just joined the email list for http://wilwheaton.net.
I always enjoy listening to your show, every episode is different and the content is always fun. The possibility of a weekly show is pretty exciting! I’ll be checking out Phantasm per your recommendation, and I’ll keep an eye out for a crowdfunding campaign for a horror film from you. Very cool stuff! Anyway, just wanted to leave a comment as I have been so out of it and I know how important comments are. I’m the same way on the Book of Faces, as it otherwise feels like everything falls on deaf ears.
Your discussion of rebooting your life has inspired me to start using the treadmills at my workplace. In fact, the past 2 days I’ve taken walks while listening to the Burrito. Thanks for the push for me to do something about my fat ass! Lmao
Keep being awesome Wil!
Matt
Hello again Wil!
Catching up on the previous posts in relation to this one, I’m glad to hear that Anne is feeling better and you’re caught up on sleep. Hope things continue to go well on both fronts.
I am glad you are able to breath a bit more and I wish for many more of these relaxing days for you, it gets better with time.
Wil, you are a master storyteller. Thank you for penning this wrenching as-it-happened account and sharing it. And most of all, I’m very glad for how this turned out for both of you. Your insights about male and female physicians, and about the different approaches of emergency vs. specialist physicians, prompted by your experience, seem right on point. Amazing, now that the problem is known, to recall the initial assumptions and treatment attempts. I’d love to personally thank the OB/GYN who drove in. Which would be odd, as she doesn’t know me, but that’s how real this all was through your writing. Thank you, and I’m very glad you two (and the dogs!) are on the other side of this event.
Wil, your prior piece moved me to tears. I have been there, and these situations are so frightening. I understand that exhale and how cathartic it can be. How lucky Anne is to have you by her side, shouldering the stress, managing her care, and loving her as you do. I hope that she feels better each day and that you take a moment to care for yourself, realizing the incredibly strong person that you are.
Wonderful news!
Ahhh Glad to hear things are healing up and you both are able to get some sleep and breathe easier.
So glad that normal is kind of back. Just wanted to share good news. Your situation had me reliving my staph infection that followed my cancer surgery. Well, saw the doc yesterday and I am still cancer free for two years!
Glad to see things are looking up in the Wheaton-verse!
Time is wibbly-wobbly in hospitals, especially in the ER. I’m so glad you’re both recovering!
Good fit you, Wheatons!
I feel like you and Anne are my family and I was so relieved that things worked out well. And that you got some sleep. Thanks for keeping the family informed!
https://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2015/10/emergency-room-wait-times-sexism/410515/
I’m so glad you had a boring day!
I’m grateful for women in medicine too. My OB/GYN saved my life. At a checkup after C was born she asked about a mole on my leg, which really didn’t seem that out of the ordinary. She told me to get it checked out. I shrugged it off for 6 months or so but eventually did. She’s been my doc for 15 years. I trust her.
It was melanoma.
I had surgery to remove a chunk of my leg and checkups every 6 months since. The next time I was scheduled to see her she was on a leave of absence. I found out later it was because her daughter had died of melanoma. She was diagnosed at 18. How horrid and awful.
She has since retired but I will never forget her.
Joanne Dommer-Kind you are a hero, a lifesaver. Because of her it was caught early. I’m ok. What if it hadn’t happened that way?
Now I know better what it was like for my wife last year, and I got “lowest difficulty setting” medical care. I am so pleased that y’all have more time together; I hope you have exciting ideas about what you’ll do with it.