Good morning! First off, thank you for all of the nice email and messages. The good news is that I am not a goner yet. At least, no one seems to think so. I was able to get into my primary care physician first thing yesterday morning and he was able to repeat all of the tests from the night before. Once again, everything came back great. It seems that if I did have a minor heart attack it at least did not appear to do much damage and, just as importantly, it did not appear to be progressing. Now the trick seems to be in finding out exactly what happened.
Today will be a day of more tests. I had to fast before I completed some of the tests so that is the reason they were waiting to run all of the blood today. Fasting stinks but the good news for me is that I am allowed to have black coffee. It doesn't get any better for me. If I can have black coffee, anything is possible. Not to worry, I drink half caff.
See, I can drink four pots for the price of two.
No, I don't actually drink four pots of coffee a day. However, I heard that you get to in heaven.
Not being able to drink coffee was not actually my biggest concern. What, if anything, to tell the kiddos was actually my biggest worry. I don't want to scare them by any means. But, I do think honesty is important. Furthermore, I really believe that there are lessons in this to be learned by them. I don't think this is an incident to skim over. It needs to be dealt with and discussed. There are hundreds of lessons for them in this one incident. Everything from reinforcing calling 9-1-1 to eating healthy and exercising to help prevent and delay many health problems. The gravity of the situation, at least in my mind, is also a great reminder of the fragility of life and my duty to my family.
Like neuroblastoma, this, in a small way, is a great tool to put things in perspective. It is a new opportunity to prioritize. It is a great reminder.
I just wish these little ribbons on my finger did not have to come from such serious episodes.
Wouldn't it be nice if these little shocks to our system could come without the threat of death?
Like neuroblastoma, I can't say that I am glad this little cardiac episode entered my life but, once again, I can see that some good that has come with it. I will use this as another learning experience and make the best of what I can with it.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
I know for sure my purpose is.