This post contains affiliate links, which means I may receive a commission if you make a purchase using these links. As an Amazon associate, I earn from qualifying purchases. About seven years ago, give or take, my husband gave me the scare of my life. Word to the wise: when your husband can’t walk three blocks without having to take a break or lift the empty garbage cans out of the back of his truck without feeling pain, you need to clear your calendar for the next few days and drive him to the hospital. Two blocked arteries (both 99% … otherwise known as “widow makers”) and two heart stents…