My friends, what I am about to share with you is a harrowing experience that I just recently encountered. Although, I exclaimed “This can’t happen to me” – I assure you that it did.
I will set this story forth in a three (3) part blog series, entitled This Can’t Happen To Me – Part 1, Physician Heal Thyself – Part 2, and My Road To Recovery – Part 3. It is hopeful that this sharing may impart some degree of wisdom which may be beneficial to you.
Now, let us begin.
Three Saturdays ago, I was taken to the Emergency Room at a nearby hospital. I was having difficulty breathing that had gotten worse during a 48 hour period. I suffer from seasonal asthma that usually exhibits brief insignificant episodes. This, however, was different it seemed progressive and rather scary. My deep breathing exercises (usually quite effective) offered only momentary relief.
The ER put me on oxygen, took my vital signs, gave me an EKG, and initiated an IV connection. It was found that I had elevated blood pressure within stroke range. A chest X-Ray showed congestion in the lungs, and around the heart. A powerful drug was administered to quickly lower the blood pressure.
When I was stabilized in about 90 minutes, I was admitted to the hospital. Another labored breathing attack after reaching my hospital bed, landed me in the ICU for close observation. A sonogram determined that I had just had a mild heart attack, pneumonia bacterial infection in my lungs, and acute renal failure.
This was more than I and my beloved (Tonya K. Freeman) had expected. Although not extremely active, we live quiet lives and eat moderately healthy.
I knew that this was the time of year for personal inventory – taking a step back to assess what needs to be changed. At the Autumn Equinox, I had embarked on an 90 day inner walk to rid myself of things which no longer served my highest good – only to find that my cup overflowed with more things than I had even imagined.
Having a personal history of health challenges, I was brought to the realization that I had grown lax in my attentiveness to my well-being, and that neglect tempered with time and age had ambushed me.
This couldn’t happen to me… but, it was!
— End of Part 1 —