Something's wrong with Wally...
In 2009 I nearly died from a heart attack.
And the emotional part of my recovery didn’t exactly go as planned.
But two or three years with a psychologist cleared a few things up. First, we worked through my post-op depression (which over 150,000 heart surgery patients experience every year). Then we uncovered why I’ve always felt like the world was a tuxedo and I was a pair of brown shoes (to borrow a joke from 60s comedian George Gobel). HINT: my family, growing up, had something to do with it.
My doctor had me write a post-op diary the every week. You can read those entries posted by month. Or see how I’m handling day-to-day events since then in my Open Heart Blog…
So, in the cosmic scheme of things, all it took was a brush with death to fix what was wrong with Wally and find out what’s right with... Walter.