Heart Month and life as we know it

Sometimes its hard for me to believe that life is what it is. I mean, we all go through a lot "our journey" if you will but you can't help but ask why sometimes. I say that not as a pity party but why? Was or is there a lesson for me, what is my take away? I have said this over the years because yes I miss my parents everyday and they died far too young. Genetics, I got both sides and because my Mom was adopted, some things will always remain unclear.

So two years ago January, I had a heart attack and stent placed due to a 70% blockage in my left anterior descending artery. Also called the "widow maker".  True to the tradition of January, a few weeks ago, 2009 my Carter love was born 4 months early and spent the next 6 months in the intensive care unit, I had a stroke and seizure. What started what, I am not sure but because of great friends that I was on the phone with, probably helped to save my life. They have become part of my family so thank you Juliana, Walt, Jules, Caroline and Mac for finding your way in my life. I feel so blessed and minus my new front door, gotta love a friend who will do whatever it takes, I am ok. I was given TPA and spent a few days in the ICU but I am ok. My left side, still not up to par but I have always walked with a limp anyway. Gives me character and a further reason to sport my 5 inch heels. Believe it or not, the heels off set the limp and my husband and I always kind of chuckle that this is my excuse..

Tomorrow heart month begins. Obviously for me, its very personal. Honestly, if it weren't for my work with the American Heart Association and knowing my numbers and history, I am not sure where or if I would be here today. Dramatic, probably, but laying in the ICU and just thinking about my life, twice now, it does aid in some clarity.

I have a beautiful son, a husband serving in Afghanistan, a family who flew in and drove in to take care of me, friends (AJ,Jules, Bethany) and those who respected my privacy and so much to live for. If sharing my story can help to bring the reality that life is short and trust in your body, your heart, your mind and your gut...then it matters.

I will never forget the two worse days of my life. One was when I took a breathe after my Dads valve replacement outside the hospital, sitting in the bench thinking everything would be ok and receiving the call from Lois that my Mom had been found deceased after surgery at the house. I can't remember where I parked on most days but those days I will never forget and can even tell you what I was wearing.

As my days move forward, I pray that I am never someones worse day. It IS important to know your numbers, take care and make healthy choices but most of all LISTEN TO YOUR HEART and head.

Thank you again to Adventist Health care, my family , friends and God....yes, faith carries me everyday.

Here's to your heart...Deanna