Because I could….did it mean I should?

Five years of heart failure have not been fun, in fact it
has been difficult and painful at times, but I was adjusting physically and
emotionally. So in fairness, some of this
fear and doubt may be the availability of a new life that I just cannot see yet
and not sure how or what I can do with the rest of my life.
It could be that these types of setbacks are typical and I
should have been prepared for the possibility, but I had no idea. The inability to make any recognizable
forward progress toward getting my life back has been extraordinarily physically
painful, financially overwhelming and emotionally devastating. Although I know
I should be eternally grateful for a new chance at life, the fact remains it is
still too early to know if the surgery worked, and I am too much of a physical wreck
to see through to the better days, yet.
Yes, I know I should be eternally grateful….
Yes, I know….I know…I know, but before I reach for any of the
amazing highs, that I hope and pray are coming my way, I suspect it is necessary to survive these
horrendous lows. And this nagging
question that keeps playing in the back of my head, Because I could have had
this surgery…does it mean I should have???
I hope I will find that the answer is an irresistible, incredible yes,
yes yes, but right now I just do not know.
"Watching Over You" Ann Reed
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