Breathing is the hardest thing to do…
After a year of blogging, I finally posted a link on my Facebook. I’m not sure why I never did. Although it does have a stigma, I’m not ashamed that I blog, nor do I write anything that I wouldn’t just say to someone’s face. Sometime’s I write things that people may take personally, and for that, I am sorry.
OK. That’s a lie. I’m not sorry. My blog is my outlet, my way of coping with everything. If I write something you don’t like, then don’t read it.
The past few times I’ve seen my rheumatologist, he’s said two scary words.
I pride myself on taking everything in stride, but those words scare the shit out of me. As a cardiac ICU nurse, I know all too well that nothing good ever comes from those words.
I have NOT been diagnosed with this (calm down, Mom) but as of right now, it’s a possibility on the table. I’ve had a bunch of scans, blood work and x-rays lately, and while everything has come back abnormal, no definitive answers have been given.
I don’t know what to think, as all of my “ologists” seem to have different theories. I know walking up the stairs is getting harder by the day and that my legs swell up for no apparent reason.
A cardiac catheterization is in my near future. I haven’t had one since right before my last open-heart surgery in 1987. Not a bad run. This will give us answers, and while they are in there the doc’s can open up my lungs and remove some Nacho Bell Grande’s from my coronaries.
It’s a win-win.
And now news that has nothing to do about my health, my mother-in-law is having a cardiac catheterization this morning. Say a little prayer for her! <3
To end, all I have to say is that I hope the Supreme Court gets this right… A clip from The Golden Girls, who were so clearly ahead of their time
Love you all
Linking up with Shanna for Random Wednesday