Red Sequins and Glue

It's almost 11 PM and I just finished the last "bling bling" on the GO RED FOR WOMEN t-shirts that I sold. I have glue all over my hands and everything I have touched in the last hour. I will post pictures of them later but they turned out cute and I think they will be a hit. I think I will be able to donate about $ 300.00 to the AHA on behalf of all the great people in the 'ville! Don't forget to wear RED on Friday and show your support.

However, I guess I won't be wearing my cute T-shirt on Friday. I decided it was time to see a new cardiologist that would approach my "case", heart disease, a little more aggressively. Two heart attacks in 4 years is more than I ever planned to have! I just wanted to see what someone else might think and see if I was on the right "page" so to speak with my medications. I love Dr. B and he is very kind but there were just some things with the hospital that he is affliated with that I was a little uncomfortable with. Anyway, it was time for my yearly check up so, I scheduled an appointment with a new cardio that I had recommended to me by my primary doctor. And, I had some cardio testing last week. NO wasting time here. The old treadmill, a dye and contrast study and an echocardiagram. I went back yesterday for the results. The Dr. never really said he saw anything but he wanted to be precautionary and take a more aggressive stand this time instead of waiting until I do have a heart attack. He said he wants to " look around". I APPRECIATE THAT! So, Friday morning at 7 AM I report to the hospital for a heart procedure called a cardiac catherization/angiogram. I have had 2 of these before but they were on an emergency basis and I was a little unconscious! But, I remember enough to know I didn't want to do it again. It is a weird place. It's very dark. It's cold. VERY COLD. There are alot of technicians, doctors, and nurses in there and they are all talking loud and calling out what they see and number to chart and injecting dye in me, and scuffling around. At least that is what I remember. I remember it was hard to breathe. When they are working that little "tube" through your heart they tell you that you will experience that breathless sensation along with other things. I am so claustrophobic that I dread that the most. If they see any blockages or dissections as before they will STENT me again. I asked what the record was on stents because I don't want to be the record holder! If they do have to stent then I will spend the night in the hospital. Otherwise, I will come home about 5 hours after the procedure. My kids are all coming. I told them it was totally NOT necessary but I got 3 very loud and boisterous, "MOTHER!" Of course, I am very happy they will be here to keep their daddy and their grandparents entertained. Poppi tends to get in trouble if pretty nurses are around. I have a feeling the waiting room will be full of my loving "peeps" family and friends and that gives me alot of comfort. I just hate I can't go out there and visit with them too! My babies will even be there. My son, the coach, even got someone esle to coach his team Friday night. I finally beat out a basketball game!

So, whatever you do or wherever you go on FRIDAY......please WEAR RED and whisper a prayer for me. I am not whining or feeling sorry for myself. I know there are alot of worse things and I totally know that GOD is in control. I am sure of that. More sure of that than anything I have ever known.