February 4, 2009
On the frigid morning of February 4, 2009, Greg Robertson presented
himself to the able hands of cardiac surgeon, Alonso Collar and a team
of fifteen or twenty assistants, nurses, anesthesiologists and such
like. They first gave him a big shot of morphine in the butt because
they had to have his calm understanding of what the procedure would
entail. So with the morphine, statements like ,"Ok ,first we're gonna
saw your breast bone in half with a power saw. . . you ok with that?"
met very positive responses. Yeah, he was cool with that. Then, since
they are honest folk, they did exactly what they told him they would
do: They cut his breastbone down the middle with a power saw, opened up
his ribcage like a pair of barroom doors in an old western movie, and
cut into the tissue of his heart, excising the old, bad, only
two-thirds there valve, replacing it with a new valve, specially grown
for the occasion from bovine tissue and stapled, wired and glued him
back up. . . Only to cut back into him to find where he was bleeding
from and to try to stop it! They did. And Greg, content in the arms of
Morpheus (figuratively and literally!) dozed on.

When he was aroused from his
'slumber' he found himself attached to all sorts of medical apparatus
attached to him to keep him alive. Various systems within his body had
to be shut down for the operation and, one by one, these devices were
detatchd from him. First the breathing tube was removed, then the
repirator itself was no longer needed (though he kept the oxygen for a
day or so). Then his pace maker wires were cut and his discharge tubes
removed. The only post-operative complication came three days after the
surgery. Since he'd had one complete blood transfusion during the
surgery, he wasn't transfused when they went back in to fix the
arterial bleeding.. So he just ran a bit anaemic. But that night it
caught up with him and you can see from the heart monitor read out that
he kept, he was quite irregular for a while. But they balanced off his
electrolytes and gave him a bag of blood and he's been fine.

For six weeks he must put no more than 5 lbs pressure, pushing or
lifting for each arm. This gives the breastbone a chance to mend
properly. After this he'll have to undergo 4 to 6 months of cardiac
rehabilitation. But he is well enough to play and will soon begin
branching out, doing a few small clubs and bars between Lansing and
Flint and gradually get his strength back.