Not yet
On March 26, 2010, I went into the ER because I was afraid I was having a heart attack. Technically, I didn't- I had angina pectoris which simply means, I was one step from a heart attack. The main artery in my heart was 99% blocked. They put a stent in and I am better than new.
I wish I could say that I feel as well emotionally as I do physically. The fact is, I don't. The first week I was home, I felt as if I was made of porcelain and would break at the slightest wrong move. I am better now. I no longer look for Death to jump out at me from around the corner, but I am more aware of how fragile life really is.
I have had to accept help, and as one who has always taken care of others, this is hard for me. I have had to put myself first- a place I am simply not used to.
I wish I could say that I feel as well emotionally as I do physically. The fact is, I don't. The first week I was home, I felt as if I was made of porcelain and would break at the slightest wrong move. I am better now. I no longer look for Death to jump out at me from around the corner, but I am more aware of how fragile life really is.
I have had to accept help, and as one who has always taken care of others, this is hard for me. I have had to put myself first- a place I am simply not used to.