life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

Don't Talk Like That...

I write to find out what my heart thinks....

I write to expose and work through the ugly parts of this raunchy disease. My words always help me understand that in this life there will be times that are crappy painful and unexpected but tucked in there are the amazingly wonderful, too. That is when I realized the only control I have over any of this is how I chose to experience them! I realized that I could understand, celebrate can survive even better when I could express these feelings with my own words of courage, humor, and grace. I am the Queen of my own life and the choice is mine!

I am here to celebrate my life, to uncover my fears, to hold on to love, to grieve my losses, to laugh long and hard, and to learn how to live a full magnificent life with heart failure.

I am honoring my creativity, and exploring all of my emotions out loud ...before anyone can say....."Don't talk like that!"



Sunday, November 1, 2015

Already worrying and the week has not even started....

Day after tomorrow should find out if my heart is still going to need to have an ICD implanted.  The last time I was in the electrophysiologist’s office he was clear about his responsibility was only to the “electrical” functions of my heart.  So maybe the tests my cardiologist is doing will not affect his decisions one way or another.  An ICD is a little electrical “hickey” inserted in my chest if I am still at risk for sudden cardiac death.  It will send electrical shocks to my heart when it senses any abnormalities in heartbeat or go into sudden cardiac arrest.  I hate having surgery again, but this should be a breeze compared to what I have already been through and it will be the last surgery I will have.....already worrying and the week has not even started.

"How Can You Mend a Broken Heart"  Al Green

And this is this morning's FB post regarding stress,
"Handle stress like a dog...If you cannot eat it or play with it....then pee on it and walk away!"

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