I Screamed When I Saw What Was Parked In Our Driveway. Then I Learned My Husband Had Bought It.

"Six months later, in the spring of 2024, Tomer came home in a shiny white vehicle. He invited me for a spin. Its roomy interior included multiple rows of reclining seats, a flat-screen television and a bar. "I've never seen a car like this." "It's called a CEO/VIP vehicle," he said. I praised its lush interior. Tomer patted the steering wheel. "This was the hearse. I hired a customizer to convert it. I'm keeping it for myself.""

"We enjoyed the summer months driving around in what felt like a paradoxical vehicle for fleeing death. Whenever someone complimented our car, I loved shocking them with the story of how it used to be a hearse. But summer ended. And then, we learned that Tomer's heart was failing again. I couldn't stop thinking that we'd lured death back by daring to ride around in a car originally intended for the deceased."

"As I watched Tomer laughing under the morning sunshine, it seemed hard to imagine that, less than a year earlier, congestive heart failure inhibited his ability to breathe. Now, he waltzed across the driveway with a stuffed scarecrow. Smiling beside the hearse, he looked more alive than ever. I couldn't spoil his happiness."

Tomer recovered from congestive heart failure and regained strength, prompting joy and relief. The couple briefly kept a hearse for Halloween before Tomer commissioned a custom conversion into a white CEO/VIP vehicle with reclining seats, a flat-screen television, and a bar. The narrator embraced the transformed car and enjoyed surprising others with its origin. Months later Tomer's heart began failing again, and a second open-heart surgery was scheduled just before Thanksgiving 2024. The surgery proved brutal when a post-operative clog in his chest drains allowed blood to back into his lung, causing hours of agony.

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