A Lost Day

Funny how time flies when you are having fun!
My desire to update all my friends on how I felt yesterday seemed forever to be waylaid by the occasional nap, the feeling of my strength sapping, and the inevitable need to see what Rachel Ray was cooking. Lots to do, only so much time to do it and once again me carrying the ball, a rough life. Seriously, for someone who has been lucky to miss only a few days over the years, it has taken an effort to make myself relax, even with Beth's daily encouragement.
It is true what everyone who has had a heart attack says that one of the hardest things is to trust yourself that it is not going to happen again. As a result, simply bending over to tie your shoe or pick up a blanket off the floor seems to be something you think about long enough that you just don't do it. I am apprehensive about my visit with Dr. Kowalski later today. Guess I have always been one of those people who expects blue sky and sunshine and I am not sure what I will hear today about the long term prognosis. Questions I was asked at Duke included my age... Am I young?... I guess so, relatively speaking. Do I smoke?... Other than the occasional stogie with Bubba on a camping trip, No... And finally, do I exercise?
This is where we all lie. While I have been in pretty good shape, and people usually say I seem pretty strong, in reality exercise for me usually means I get up, work all day, come home, drink a beer, watch Andy Griffith, eat supper, lay on the couch and fall asleep, then repeat daily. I don't think that is what they had in mind. I encourage you to stay strong, because in three weeks my legs feel like cooked spaghetti and my arms look like my Dad's.
Now comes the fun part. Lets see if we can put it back together and I will learn about that today at 4:00pm. Thanks for all your kind comments and for all of you that have followed this journey with us. Barrett and Lawson are happy in school, and Beth continues to amaze me with all she does for me and for our family. I will let you know how the doctor's visit goes.