Apr26, 2022 |
I’m thankful for this beautiful, windless day. I went out early to hang up more hummingbird feeders and took a minute to admire the yard Floyd and I mowed TOGETHER yesterday. And the bushes I was able to trim with MY VERY OWN TINY CHAIN SAW! Using it reminded me of when I helped him farm with the John Deere. Large or small, there’s something about the way power tools get the job done so much faster!
It’s been great to see him mowing again. He doesn’t need his cane on that little Ford tractor, and he can make it from one end of the yard to the other without being winded or worrying about tripping. The healing process from the nerve damage he suffered from Covid is super slow, which has been frustrating. But his fingers are tingling all the time now (a good sign) and he can finally feel his big toes!
Now, it’s his heart that’s demanding our attention. Since March he’s had an ablation, a cardioversion, and an evening in the emergency room with his heart rate at 173. He’s to have another ablation on Thursday which we hope will resolve the a-Fib issues. I teased him that it might be cheaper to get a divorce since I seem to be making his heart go pitter pat a little too much. He said, “In your dreams” which I’m not quite sure how to take. Anyway, we’re thankful that there are so many ways they can approach heart problems these days and so many skilled doctors and nurses there to help.
It’s just a continual reminder that every minute is precious and to appreciate every day, windy or not.
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| TAGS:a-Fib, Covid, heart, power tools, thankfulness
Mar11, 2021 |
(original post: November 9, 2020)
My glasshalfull is feeling pretty empty tonight. Floyd had a downturn over the weekend and is being transferred to a bigger hospital tonight. Please keep him in your prayers and continue the positive deeds and thoughts. Thank you and God be with us all.
| TAGS:Covid, empty, fear, Glasshalfull, hospital
Mar11, 2021 |
For years, my family has complained about my positive nature. I am always pointing out the brighter side of things which they do not always appreciate. But I can’t help it. It is either that or be a grouch. And there are enough of those in the world already. Nine years ago, I began a series of posts called Glasshalfull on my Facebook page. My intent was to talk about things I was grateful for and to point out the positive side of negative events. Little did I know how much I’d need that outlet in the dark days to come.
In late October, early November 2020, my husband and I contracted Covid 19. As a way to cope, I began writing about our experiences. I have compiled those blogs here in the Glasshalful, Covid Edition category.