Heart surgery, sure no problemšŸ’Ŗ

Reality. There’s nothing like flat lining on the operating table, hello reality check. ā€œShe’s back, we got sinus rhythm.ā€ It’s like a damn episode of Grey’s Anatomy. Strapped down, flat on my back, looking around like a dumbass, as if I could really see anything around me. Shit, they’re talking about me. Confused momentarily, what… Continue reading Heart surgery, sure no problemšŸ’Ŗ

Questions, keep them coming šŸ™‹ā€ā™€ļø

Questions. So many damn questions were always running through my head, it was like they were all in a fucking marathon to cross the finish line to be answered. If you haven’t noticed by now, I have a habit of not writing in chronological order of my journey....& I don't plan on changing either. Good… Continue reading Questions, keep them coming šŸ™‹ā€ā™€ļø

The obnoxious heart šŸ˜ˆ

Obnoxious. All of the verbiage that I’ve read, constant testing, too many doctors appointments to count, constant change of medications, surgery, after surgery, after more surgery, without being completely healed from the prior surgery. All obnoxious. Going through a diagnosis so severe can be life changing, not only physically but mentally. So, what’s the right… Continue reading The obnoxious heart šŸ˜ˆ