I have been under the weather for a LONG spell and did not have the energy to share.
There is a small ray of sunshine, shinning on me, so I will try and purge.
My knees have been an issue since last May, so far, gel shots (that took me to my knees) have helped so much. Miracle stuff, at least for so many months. (I did tear another meniscus, but I know how this story ends) (knees good ish)
October the first I had an ambulance ride to the hospital, after I told my beloved, that something was not right in my chest and jaws. I entered the ER with 22 people working on me at one time. I thought, this is not good. They kept me, for further studies. Three IV's and a talk with Jesus, later Omar Sharif, the cardiologist, came in early the next morning to say, " You know you had a slight heart attack?" Well Precious, I did not know, but the word slight, means what exactly? He proceeded to tell me I was headed to the Cath Lab. I did not have much time to think about checking out of the earth, but I did thank Jesus for sending me a doctor that looked like Dr. Zhivago. All of my nurses and doctors were very smitten with my ability to have lipstick on at all times!!! They were also aware that I had spent my twenties in the Cath Lab, even thought things had changed sooooo much. We had wonderful conversations about my early career, and it would have been so much fun, if they were not going into my arm. This doctor was from India, and we bonded over my daughter Emma, who was born in India. I told the doctor, I thought my arteries were open, and I was right. However, the muscle part that was damaged, some myopathy, was due to stress. Stress induced heart attack, go figure.
He asked me if I meditated, prayed and I showed him my clenching hand filled with my beads!! He asked me my hobbies. I paint daily, read, retired, raised five kids, lost a son at 25 years of age, and he stopped me. You have a broken heart. Yes, I do, but I feel calm. I put my 91-year-old mother in an assisted living facility, a year ago. He stopped me again, honey, you are stressed. My only daughter married and moved away, and a hurricane almost took her off the planet, now he is holding my hand. He told me he sees joy in my face, I said, I know right. The muscle of my heart can repair itself; we hope. No new meds, just a big adjustment of how I cannot fix everything. The level of my gritting my teeth, has to decrease, and continue on my search for all that is positive and good.
I told the doctor that, the political climate, and I can no longer exist. He said, turn it all off!!!!
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The time change spins me around, and I have been working on not letting it get to me. At 70, people this is not easy. AND if that is not enough end of October had horrible cough and sinus infection, because of the friggin hot October and November, petri dish weather.
Bill and I both just tested positive for Covid, and I am vaxed up the Ying yang!!! The medicine they give you, is a beast, hurt my stomach, and felt like poison to me. I think we are fine, my taste buds have not returned, and we are still hanging in quarantine, but my nerves are shot!! Having a blog has always helped me release my thoughts, good and bad, so here it is. A few bad days does not make a bad year, evah!!!
We had a new roof put on yesterday, thank God for ear plugs, and a good book. The husband told me it has a 30-year warranty, and I felt so much better!!!! I hope the good lord keeps me around to enjoy it, but if you don't get a Christmas card from me, now you know why. Trying to chill, which is not working, I'm going to order my cards right now, its stressing me out.
Love you all,
B
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