CCU Again

Generally, I write all of the posts for a week on Sunday afternoons.  This week it was on Monday and Tuesday morning.  And Tuesday was to lead to yet another heart attack.

So, I was glad I had written everything up through Saturday for the blog!  Admittedly I had not planned to post movie reviews, they were actually just place holders until I could think up something more interesting.  But, by Tuesday afternoon it was all over.  It took everything I had to get to the emergency room.

Of course youngest daughter was mad at me because she would now have to watch my grandson for the rest of the day, drive to Federal Way to pick up my grand-daughter from school, get them both to their father, etc.  All of what is just normally expect of me.  Plus I generally have to do the cleaning and cooking as well as laundry if i can squeeze it in.  having a leg cast one sort of slows one down.  And, even though I do more than anyone else in this house, I still get attitude for not doing enough.

Gaelic Girl came by and chewed me out several times for constantly falling asleep when she visited.  Well, they shot me full of morphine after-all!  And I had only six hours sleep across three days before my heart gave up on me!  Yeah, I was so stressed out that in the emergency room they asked if I would like a counselor!  I guess it showed.  And I just loved how they kept asking if I feel safe in my own home - anytime GG was there!  Really?  Are you people crazy enough to think you will get a straight answer?

Youngest and Oldest Daughters came by.  It was good to see them, though I was pretty much out of it.  And best friend came by, just in time to take me away for dinner and back home.  It sure was a surprise to me that they let me go, literally at the last minute!  I expected two or more days of further incarceration ...  They had been talking about the heart surgery I had passed on last year when I opted for stents rather than a split chest.  If they split my chest I would be stuck here for years in recovery!  No, the future will have to own that option, when I can be with those I can trust with my life.

Of course, once home the attacks began immediately.  I do not know if my family actually wants to kill me or they are just so self centered as to literally have no concern for anyone - much someone with a weak heart at this time.  First angina attack came within three minutes of being home.  I took my meds, did some quick chores and went to bed.  At least I would be left alone if I was unconscious.

So your prayers are sought and needed.