The calendar alert on my phone startled me: “SIX WEEKS!” Wow. Time flies when you’re healing. So yes, today marks 42 days since my open-heart surgery and five weeks since I was discharged from the hospital. On that sunny June 6 as Rebecca pushed me in the Wolverine maize and blue wheelchair outside to the car, I gazed up at the clear blue sky and cried tears of joy. Lisa, the attendant who assists departing patients, gently put her arm on mine. She actually remembered us from five days earlier when we had checked in at the University of Michigan Frankel Cardiovascular Center in Ann Arbor. “You good, baby?” she…