Jan and I met each other in college, 1990. We hit it off instantly. We dated for a while and then were engaged for two years. We got married on 19-Sep-1992. I fell into a coma sometimes around Christmas of that year and was jetted out to hospital in Omaha, Nebraska in critical condition (requiring liver transplantation for survival) on 01-Jan-1993. I died briefly but got better, and during the Blizzard of March, 1993 I was able to return home after transplant recovery. Things were never the same.
The next several years were very tough. My health went up and down from 1995 on, often to alarming depths, and things were generally bad financially. Family came through to the rescue so many times it is impossible to recall. By 1998, things had calmed down, and I had finally resumed gainful employment and was doing well. After Noah was born I was transferred to Knoxville, Tennessee and promoted, but after we got there tow things happened. 1) The company organization in Knoxville resented me coming in, and 2) I began having acute liver failure. Three months after moving to Tennessee, we had to move back. Then I had to get another liver transplant, but I had to wait five months in hospital to get it. But I did get it, but as before, things were never the same.
Employment was very hard to get, much less to keep, and I was having awesome bouts with depression. Jan was having a very bad time of it as well. While she was glad I was still alive and still loved me, all the stress of everything over the years really did a job on her. Despite her understanding of what had been happening, resentment built up, and in February, 2003 she said she wanted a separation. It took until November, 2003 for us to actually be able to get to a point she could do it, but it was done. We were separated until September of last year.
Going beyond the historical account is difficult for me, because I'm at the moment quite torn as to how I feel about things. I will relate more later, or at least I'll try.
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3. About my wife
Date: 2006-01-09 01:46 pm (UTC)The next several years were very tough. My health went up and down from 1995 on, often to alarming depths, and things were generally bad financially. Family came through to the rescue so many times it is impossible to recall. By 1998, things had calmed down, and I had finally resumed gainful employment and was doing well. After Noah was born I was transferred to Knoxville, Tennessee and promoted, but after we got there tow things happened. 1) The company organization in Knoxville resented me coming in, and 2) I began having acute liver failure. Three months after moving to Tennessee, we had to move back. Then I had to get another liver transplant, but I had to wait five months in hospital to get it. But I did get it, but as before, things were never the same.
Employment was very hard to get, much less to keep, and I was having awesome bouts with depression. Jan was having a very bad time of it as well. While she was glad I was still alive and still loved me, all the stress of everything over the years really did a job on her. Despite her understanding of what had been happening, resentment built up, and in February, 2003 she said she wanted a separation. It took until November, 2003 for us to actually be able to get to a point she could do it, but it was done. We were separated until September of last year.
Going beyond the historical account is difficult for me, because I'm at the moment quite torn as to how I feel about things. I will relate more later, or at least I'll try.