I went to the doctor yesterday and he told me the surgeon had prescribed a very low dose of the hormone replacement pill. He kind of laughed after I told him about my blood pressure in the hospital and said that explains my low dosing...they were probably afraid of going too high and sending my heart racing again.
And, by the way, the fact that my heart is no longer racing and I'm not riddled with anxiety, is the biggest reason I'm glad I did this. I didn't realize how often it happened until it stopped. There is no way that was good for my heart. And as we know, our hearts are hardly replaceable (unless you're my Dad :).
Dr. Arce was very impressed with my incision. He said that usually, after a week, his patients come in with swollen and red necks. Mine is one of the best he's ever seen. I suppose I'm grateful for small favors. Well, it does seem a little like God heard some prayers.
Getting through this week has had it's ups and downs. But I've had a good support system. Todd has really been supportive, more than I could have hoped for. Bobby has been a HUGE help, taking the kids each morning and helping with the housework. Bethany, despite her two jobs, grad classes and kids, managed to cook us a meal of homemade macaroni and cheese and chicken. And lovely pregnant Jackie brought me the best display of pastries I've ever seen assembled in one place....as Todd called it, the five thousand calorie midnight snack. And Tammy, Pam and Melissa, who have all checked in on me and listened to me whenever I need a shoulder to lean on with my odd fears, thank you.
Abbey is yelling for me. Time to get myself out of bed. I hope my energy returns....it's really hard to be a good Mama when I just want to lie down half the time.
You're so strong! Of course we're checking in on you, we love you!
ReplyDeleteYour spirits seem higher, even if you are tired. Glad you are already seeing some benefits with your heart. You need mental reassurance of your decision...in your head and your heart.
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