It has been a while and I have missed writing here. For me, writing has always been somewhat cathartic and seemingly necessary to my well being.
Being involved in so many things does not always afford me the time to be able to post here. I began writing something twice before and something came along to get in the way.
Prior to Easter, which was last Sunday, I was busy making things for the kids and getting stuff together for our trip to Long Island.
I was very excited since it was the first Holiday in a while for us. (The kids usually come here)
Rich of course gets very stressed. It's just a personal issue, but extremely stressful just the same.
It was a wonderful visit. We got to see Mother Mary and son Tom who are two very special people in our lives. Mother Mary will be moving from the Island very soon and we will miss her terribly. WE got to eat lunch with Cookie and Russ (two good friends) and I went craft shopping with Cookie which is always fun. Easter was lovely and Ron and Karen did a spectacular job with dinner, one of my favorites, leg of lamb. My daughter was looking good with some recent weight loss and it's always a joy to be with my Grand children.
Rich was very anxious to leave and get home to "Paradise" so instead of resting after getting back from dinner, we hit the road. Lots of traffic but still we were very glad to see the lights of our town. You travel down a very steep mountain and it's almost like landing a plane, the view at night, from high above is just beautiful.
The following afternoon Rich came in from the barn . He looked awful and said he didn't feel very well. He said he was jittery and perhaps his numbers were off. I checked his sugar and it was fine. I gave him an aspirin to chew and told him to get in the car, we were going to the hospital.
When he went with no argument I became even more concerned.
The hospital is just minutes from the house and he was taken immediately. The care was extraordinary. The next morning I got good news. It didn't appear that he had a heart attack but the doc said he did need a cardiologist. Evidently his BP spiked and taxed the heart.
This was the first time Rich had ever been in the hospital and when he looked at me and said "hon, I'm scared" so much flooded through my head. My dad was also a healthy man, even had a physical shortly before he passed away. I will never forget my Dads face as the wheeled him into the ER..he looked at me and said "Honey, I'm so scared"... I am happy we were able to walk away from the hospital with good news, but it was a scary time for both of us.
I was also happy that I was able to stay on track through out the Holiday. Normally , being relaxed and with family will stimulate my appetite. I truly enjoyed the dinner, all of which was good food and several hours later I enjoyed a guilt free dessert.
Next week I head out to Paducah so I doubt I will post here. Hopefully, once I return, I can get here more often and bring you up to date on my progress.
In spite of our recent little drama and in spite of the hectic lifestyle of the past few weeks...I can't recall a time when I have ever been happier. This surgery is truly the best thing I could have done for my self. It may not be the answer for every obese person, but it certainly was the answer for me.
Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday!!!
