There’s a chill in the air this morning, and the sun is spreading her rays across the earth to give us a few more days of warmth before the bitter cold sets in. I am thankful. I love reading everyone’s stories. It truly amazes me what others have been through and have survived. I looked in the mirror this morning and I noticed that once again, I have a ‘skunk stripe’ very speedily showing its silver ray. Everyone is always asking questions on how to prepare for their upcoming surgeries. I just wanted to tell everyone what I did the night before my surgery. I dyed my hair at about 10 pm knowing full well that I was going to have to get up at 3 am to be able to arrive at the hospital in time for my 5:30 check in! In my mind, I was getting ready for a long, winter’s nap the next day anyway.🤷🏻♀️I could have stayed up all night! Since covid hit, I hadn’t been to the beauty shop in over a year, and I couldn’t bring myself to being laid up and not feeling pretty. You do what you gotta’ do sometimes to keep yourself sane. I didn’t say a word to my husband or son, and they didn’t come check to see what I was doing. I look back on that little maneuver, and I’m thankful that I took the time to take care of myself. To all of those in the waiting process before surgery, take time to do something for yourself that makes you feel special. Just don’t wait for the midnight hour. ~❤️
I had an appointment with my cardiologist September 3. Everything seems to be coming back together. He said that I’m physically looking better since my surgeries. Who knew that he noticed how rough I was looking? I thought that by curling my hair, I had that all covered up. I had gained a pound and you would have thought that I had won the race. I’ve thought on that several times. Instead of telling me how much I needed to gain (like they have for literally months), he praised me for that 1 pound gain. That did something in my brain which has caused me to feel relief instead of me constantly monitoring everything I eat and praying that it sticks to my bones. I’ll get there eventually. I’m still having a lot of blood pressure issues. He took me off of spironolactone. I have been keeping a record of my bp readings morning, noon and night. This seems to have stabilized my blood pressure. I’ll turn in my readings next week, and hopefully, I won’t have to add another medication to the handful that I’m taking now. I also saw my GP the same day, and they both urged me to get the covid vaccine booster. I got it before I came home. ….and boy, did I ever put on a show! I went into the bathroom after I received the shot. I got so weak, was jerking all over and I barely got the door open to get help. They instantly saw that I was in trouble and wheeled a chair over for me to sit in. They cooled me down with cool cloths and gave me water to drink. I shook and jerked for about 20 minutes while the world looked on. My greatest fear was that those coming in to get their first vaccine would turn and run back out the door. They didn’t, even though I was in the station where they one-by-one came in and bravely took their shots. 30 minutes passed, I came back around and all is well. Andrew and I have laughed about my performance. 🙂🙃
I go tomorrow for an ultrasound of my carotid artery. I’m still having a lot of trouble with my eyes. Hopefully, we’ll get this all under control.
Also…. I marked something off of my bucket list that I didn’t even know was on my list. I played a little basketball with my son on Sunday morning. It was the first time I’ve ever attempted to shoot a basketball and I made 5 hoops! I looked a lot like one of those aired-up, balloon men flapping in the wind, but I could have cared less. Check. ✔️ We also bought a couple of lottery tickets. My ticket was a ‘win all.’ I got an old wrinkled $10 bill, and Andrew sped out of there. My brother text me back with a ‘sinning on Sunday!’ congratulations, since we’ve been brought up that you don’t gamble. Sorry, mom! All-in-all, I had a good week. Hopefully, I’ll get good news tomorrow as well. Keep the faith. Do what your doctor tells you to do. Keep doing your exercises. Drink your water. Stay in tune with what’s going on in your body. Be kind. Encourage others along the way. We can do this!! ~❤️
Hello, everyone! I’ve really been struggling to get my walks in while everyone else is climbing mountains and forging ahead. Andrew gave me a portion of his sourdough starter. Doesn’t everyone bake in their pjs?!!
I graduated from cardiac rehab on Friday. My son showed up with the biggest, pink balloon I’ve ever seen and a gorgeous bouquet of white peonies. For everyone struggling to get through this…you can do it!!~❤️
Second Echo/appointment after TAVR
Journal posted on May 17, 2021
Thought I'd post an update on what's happening with me. I went to see my cardiologist last week. First words out of his mouth when he came through the door was, 'No difibrillator needed right now.' Yay!! I had a bit of a scare when they took me back down to have my echo redone. The doctor couldn't see what he needed to. Apparently when you're too thin, it's harder to see your heart. The technician explained that it was like looking through a picket fence and trying to take a picture of something behind the fence. Cute visual that he acted out! The second echo, with a senior technician, didn't show anymore information than the first. They used the enhancer IV with both. My ejection refraction has improved a bit. He said I'm still not 'to the top of the hill', but to keep trying. I'm really struggling with walking. I'm breathless and I have a hard time not passing out. Some days are easier than others. I still have fluid on my lungs, and he said I might have to have another thoracentisis.....of which I might RUN.... well.... I might have to devise another plan because running is out of the picture. 😉I still have heart failure and a few more things going on with my heart, but my valve is doing great. I came out of there with a lot of hope. I go back in 3 months. My son and I go walking every morning. My husband joins us on the weekends. I have 6 more sessions at rehab. I can do this!
My favorite picture from the day I had OHS. My son snapped this. It was my first visit (that I can actually remember). There’s a lot of love & a lot of hope in this photo. Didn’t get good news that day, but the next procedure proved to be a success.
This is for you, Deena Elani. My first cake order after my surgeries. The client said she would keep it simple. Who decided that fondant/gumpaste ballerina slippers are simple to make while trying to hold yourself upright and shaking like a leaf?!
I’ve been experiencing some high blood pressure readings at rehab that have kind of come as a surprise to me. I have always had low blood pressure. At home, my systolic pressure is usually in the 90s and the diastolic pressure range is in the upper 40s to the mid 50s. When I’m at rehab, it’s always higher. I’ve even taken my cuff in to make sure it is giving me correct readings. A couple of weeks ago, I was on the stationary bike, and I had what I refer to as a bike wreck. I got on and right away I saw that I couldn’t do it. I got off and made my way to the nearest chair. They struggled for a bit to get my readings. My blood pressure was 190/70. My heart rate had also shot up. I have afib, so they thought I could have went in and came right back out of it. If so, I sure didn’t experience what I normally do...no trying to pass out and I didn’t exactly feel my heart out of rhythm. They had me to sit there until my pressure got back within normal range, benched me for the day and sent me home. Last week, I thought I was doing better, but they told me on Friday that my blood pressure is trending upward and that I need to call my doctor. I can’t for the life of me recall what they told me they think is happening. I was kind of stumped. I’m also experiencing some body jerking when I have over exerted myself. When I sit down, it’s almost like a rocket taking off. My upper body literally jerks me from side to side like a rag doll. It doesn’t last long, but it’s terrifying for me and my family when they see it happening. Has anyone else experienced this? I’ll call my doctor tomorrow because this morning
I had Moe’s surgery on the side of my face. They had prepped me before I even thought about mentioning my new heart valve. No problem! I guess there are others who forget to mention it because it wasn’t long until they returned with antibiotics for me to swallow. This is my fourth go around with Moe’s surgery, so it’s like, ‘Hello, old friend!’ They got it all, so I’m good to go again until my next round. No rehab for me this week. My job is to rest and keep my head above my heart.
Also...I’ve had a couple of messages that don’t show up on my page. Is this normal? I hate it that I don’t know how to find them or what to respond to.