Live, Learn, Adapt

Shortly after having a heart attack, I decided to write a couple of posts about it and move on.  However, as usual, real life has interfered with my good time.  During my brief stay in the hospital, it was amazing how good I felt.  I had energy, a joie de vivre rarely felt, and felt ready to face the world.  Coming home didn’t change a lot of things and other than tiring easily there was a vast improvement.  Before I knew it this little idyllic moment vanished with an astounding quickness.

There were the reactions to the drugs, the trips to cardiac rehab, the restless nights, and even longer days.  There was everyone calling me to ensure that I was fine and the time needed to reassure them.  There was the time needed to take care of all those pesky little things done routinely which make the wheel of life roll on.  When it’s just you and you can’t function, nothing gets done, thus, the necessary catch-up.  Life rolled on and it felt as though I was about 20 steps behind everyone else.

Before I knew it weeks had passed and like a drowning person grasping for a handhold I was still trying to get my life back on track.  All those years of parenting were finally paying off since with children life is often in flux and is a constant game of one-step-forward-two-steps-back.  It’s easy to deal with health problems, but the loss of your lifestyle, one you have fought hard to gain, is much harder to handle.  It was time to get a game plan.  The first objective was to get out of rehab which was the biggest hog of my time and energy.

Accomplishing that goal was encouraging but the slump of relief almost made it feel like two steps back.  The next goal established was to lose ten to fifteen pounds by mid-April and exercise to get as toned as possible in that amount of time.  This dual-purposed goal is all part of the preparation for another procedure in April or May to complete the rotor rooting on my heart.  The fitter I am, the better everything will go and the sooner I will be ousted from the hospital and all that tasteless food.  An even bigger plus is that recuperation will be quicker as well.

Slowly, but surely, the goals are gained but there will be more days of one step forward, two steps back.  This is the journey they talk about which begins with one step and I’ve been on too many to stop putting one foot in front of the other each day.  A toast to surviving and to the survivors.


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3 Responses to Live, Learn, Adapt

  1. Doris says:

    Hey! Glad to see you back on your blog! The title reminds me of the Marine Corps phrase, “Improvise, Adapt, Overcome.” (Though truthfully the first time I ever heard that phrase was in the movie Heartbreak Ridge.)

  2. Michele says:

    We are proud of you for putting those steps forward! Too many people just give up or refuse to try after experiencing a life altering event such as a heart attack. It takes a lot of strength and courage to fight back and use the experience as a stepping stone to improved health. We love you!

  3. Leo says:

    Glad to have you back writing again, Mom! I am glad you are continuing to move forward, even if it seems that you are moving in the wrong direction sometimes. I hope the meds continue to balance out and your energy will increase!

    I look forward to reading more.

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