Wow it has been 3 months since I've sat down and wrote anything. A LOT has gone on in the last 3 months so here goes with catching up.
The last post I wrote was in December. The month passed and it was pretty good. We had a great Christmas and physically I was feeling alright. In January I decided to return to TTU and continue on with my education. The semester started out really well. I was glad to be back on campus and I was feeling pretty good. Daniel left on the 25th on January to complete his Paramedic training in Bloomington, IN.
Now is when the excitement starts. My mom flew in to be with me as the ex-husband and I went to court again. One week after court on Monday, February 23rd at around 7:30p.m. I suffered a minor heart attack in the inferior wall of my heart. The cool thing about where my heart attack happened is that I didn't die! :-) Daniel was scheduled to take his national board registry exam the next day. So we made a decision that since my mom was with me, he would stay take his exam and then come home.
After a 6 day hospital stay I was released on bed rest. My mom & Daniel helped me recover. Then on Friday, March 6th while leaving evening services at our church my entire left side went numb. I had complete weakness. When I tried to get up and walk my legs went out from underneath me. I taken by ambulance to PRMC. While en-route my oxygen stats dropped to 74% on 15 litres of oxygen, that is medical speak for I wasn't doing well at all. Within 2 hours I was airlifted to Lubbock Heart Hospital, where I remained inpatient for a week.
So, where does that leave me now? Well, I am on continuous heart monitoring and what we know is that I have an electrical issue that is causing my heart to go into dysrythmia and all the events that follow.
As a result of this, my driving is limited. That means that I can't go to school for the remainder of this semester. Being on restricted activity means that I am supposed to bring my blood pressure down, stay stress free, and follow the doctor's orders. No easy task. All of this means that until they find the cause of my heart issues I have to be really careful.
I have no idea what God's plan in all this is. I have no clue why my body is betraying me in this way. All I know is that I am going to take this one step at a time and choose to believe that God is good.
