Not ME! Monday!!

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I did not take my oldest son to shop at Sam's Club last week and I did not stock up my cabinets with so much food, cleaning supplies, toilet paper, paper plates, and lots lots more that my cabinets won't close completely. I did not stock up on tons of pork chops (Ick! I do not eat meat. Seriously, I don't and it pains me to buy it) for my family that they will be sick of pork chops in no time.

I also did not buy a sampler of cheese cake and eat most of it myself. I do not regret eating so much cheese cake over the weekend. My tummy is not cussing me because of all the cheese cake I have ate over the weekend. Nope! Not me!! Knowing that I am lactose intolerant I did not eat so much cheese cake that I feel nauseous at the thought of it.

I did not text several family members and friends to ask what age they think is appropriate for a girl to have a boyfriend. I did not sneak off to meet my 14 year old daughter's boyfriend's family last week while my husband was at work. I also did not find out that the mother of my daughter's boyfriend is as strict as I am and they will never be left alone should I decide to allow them to hang out.

I would never sneak behind my husband's back to do such a thing. Of course, my husband would never say that my daughter can never have a boyfriend while living under his roof. He also didn't say it is ok for my boys to have a girlfriend because "that's different". He would never treat my boys differently than my daughter. Sheesh!

I absolutely did not allow my oldest son to stay home from school today in order to finish a school project and I do not have to go to school Thursday to discuss my daughter's school absences (even though she did have doctor's excuses each time).

Just a Little Rambly Rambly

I haven't been online much since my last procedure. The IV that I had in my hand did something strange to my hand. The vein in my hand is really hard and it hurts to move my hand. It aches almost constant and typing with it or writing is nearly impossible. The vein is raised, hard and hurts almost up to my elbow. Of course, leave it up to me for something like this to happen. My husband has been willing to take me to the hospital to get my hand/arm checked out but I don't want to sit with sick people in the hospital and bring something home to my kids. Instead, I am going to call my family doctor and see what he has to say.

I am sorry I haven't thanked you all for your responses to my family drama post.  You all had wonderful advice.  I have decided that the best thing to do is send my grandmother a 'Thinking of You' card and that is that. 

I don't know if anyone has noticed that I haven't been posting my Scrumptious Sunday Swap lately.  I do receive wonderful  comments but nobody has joined in so I wasn't sure if it was a waste of time or not.

Everyone is finally over that nasty tummy bug.  Poor sweet Taegan had the virus for over a week.  She's definitely back to herself now.  I do so enjoy her being herself again but boy oh boy is she a wild one.  I am looking forward to watching her this coming week.  She does make the weeks go by faster and keeps things interesting.  I will leave you with a silly photo of Baby Tae.  She was singing Mail Time from Blue's Clues.  She gets very excited about Mail Time!

I Will Remain with my Head in the Clouds!

Each time someone has called me and asked how my procedure went I have gone on and on about how absolutely amazing our Lord is. I have explained that two Echocardiogram with bubble study have come back abnormal showing that I have a hole in my heart and then by miracle the hole is closed and now showing a thick wall in place of the hole. Everyone has spoke with such excitement other than my grandmother (my mother's mother). I love her so very dearly. She is my hero. She is one tough cookie. She called and told me that she was worried and that something just wasn't right because there is no way possible that the hole in my heart could have closed in less than a month, since my last Echo. She informed me that the hole should be there to stay until the day I die unless closed by surgery. I may have sounded like a mega dork but I begged her to please, please not bring me down from the clouds. Please, please don't take my happiness away like that. She means no harm. She loves me as if I am her daughter. She doesn't want to see me hurt. I understand that. But I do very much believe that God healed my heart. I do not want to believe any different. Until I am told otherwise, by my Cardiologist, I believe whole heartedly that the good Lord has healed my heart.

God is Amazing!

Because of the many TIA's, mini strokes, that I have been having since I was 17 years old I had finally found a doctor that was interested in looking into why I was having so many, so often. Dr. M found out that I have a hole in my heart after having had an Echocardiogram with bubble study. He could distinctly see the bubbles passing from one side of my heart to the other through a hole. He also did lots of blood work and found out about my 2 clotting disorders.

I later started seeing another doctor for a second opinion on something. Dr. C repeated the Echocardiogram with bubble study and saw the same thing as Dr. M. He also had me get more blood work done and confirmed that I do, in deed, have the two blood clot disorders.

Yesterday my Cardiologist performed a TEE (Transesophageal Echocardiogram). I would never wish that procedure on anyone! I apparently did not gargle with the nasty, thick numbing gel well enough but Dr. Y also sprayed stuff in the back of my throat to numb my gag reflex. He told me to swallow and at the same time shoved a huge (well.. it felt huge!) scope down my throat. I only gagged a little but that was definitely uncomfortable. I never dreamed that thing would be so huge! I felt as if I was suffocating. Surely, as big as that thing was, there wasn't much room for air to get through. I was wearing oxygen and my oxygen levels remained normal so I guess I was getting enough air through my esophogus.

So I listen to the doctor talking with his nurse and the tech and hear something about a blood clot in my heart then negative. I hear him discussing this and that but I didn't quite understand much of what he was saying. Did I mention I was slightly sedated? The cabinets on the wall were doing the wave, or at least they appeared to be to me. I was just about to nod off to dreamland when I got this horrible pain in my throat and instantly sat up heaving. I was making such horrible noises and they did not sound like they were coming from ME. Dr. Y had removed the scope from my throat.

Dr. Y informed me that where the hole in my heart was is now a very thick wall. I sat on the examining table very confused. I know I must've had a very confused look on my face. Dr. Y asked if I understood what he was saying and I shook my head yes. How else would a hole in my heart heal up other than by the grace of God? My family and friends and I have all prayed constant since finding out that I will need surgery to close this hole. This is proof that our God is an amazing God!

Dr. Y said that he would be deeply examining my results again but there is no doubt in my mind that God has healed my heart. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that God has healed my heart. I am so very thankful to Him!