When you find what you love, and you find people that will support you,
you’re living the dream whatever you do.
~ Cole Swindell ~
This past week and a half has been one of the craziest I have had in a very long time. I just want to share a tidbit.
Ten days ago, I didn’t feel right. At first I thought I was having either an allergic reaction or an asthma attack. I used my inhaler, took my antihistamine meds but the symptoms did not go away. I, the “smart” one, decided to ignore my symptoms until it wasn’t an option. The heaviness in my chest became extremely worrisome. Soooo, I drove myself to the ER. Yes, I know not the best decision. I did get a lot of attention when I walked into the hospital with my hand on my chest. I am so lucky that it was nothing more than a kick in the “ole arse” to take better care of myself and exercise more.
After that lovely experience was exhausted, my youngest developed the shingles, staph and an outer ear infection – one right after the other – which eventually prompted another exciting trip to the ER. While waiting for results, we found out that my oldest daughter is officially a registered nurse. If we weren’t in a place of decorum, I’m sure there would have been a lot of hoot and hollering going on. We left the hospital ecstatic with our new RN and instructions for my youngest to recover from her illnesses at home with clearance to go to the Dierks Bentley and Cole Swindell concert. Best news ever. Blessings abound.
I’m not sure if this is true for everyone but I know for myself when I go through any health crisis it makes me evaluate everything. During the last two weeks, I had a very hard time sitting down to write. My brain would just shut down. Worry, dogs needing potty breaks, computer issues, the “internet” and my post-concussion syndrome was making it impossible. Doubts started to creep in. We received so much love and support – dog watching, visits, text messages and phone calls – yet the doubts still lingered. The doubts diminished as I began to get alerts on my phone from you, my woundedheart friends. You were still reading and liking my posts.
I thank all of you for your continued love and support. It brought me out of my doubt and re-inspired me. My wish for you is that you always feel loved and supported by your family and friends. With that, you, too, can follow your dreams.
