All Stressed Up
Three weeks from tomorrow I'm having open heart surgery...
It just hit me this week that when they operate, they will be STOPPING MY HEART. They will inject it with a cold fluid (of course they will hook me up to a heart-lung machine before they do that), perform the surgery, and then shock my heart with internal paddles to get it going again. From the vast vocabulary of Keanu Reeves, WOAH.
I just got done watching The Wedding Singer. (What else?) That movie always cheers me up. "That's a good meatball..."
I had a rather embarrassing breakdown at work today. I was talking with a friend and coworker after a particularly stressful meeting (we were discussing who is taking over my projects after I leave), and I lost it. I've been really stressed about everything this week. Unfortunately, once the floodgates opened, the tears streamed forth. And I'm not a pretty cryer. Remember that scene in Gladiator when he finds his family dead and starts crying? There's that line of snot that runs down his face. That's me when I cry. Plus my face gets all splotchy. It is NOT a pretty sight. Good thing I wear waterproof mascara...
Because of the stress and my fatigue, I'm now working from home two and a half days a week and working in the office two and a half days a week. And I'm actually more productive when I work at home (despite the temptation of my large movie collection).
I've been too exhausted to go for my daily walk. Bummer.
My blood pressure dropped today. It's lower now than it ever has been. I called my cardiologist and was told that I need to take it easy and try to watch that. Oh, the joys of being a heart patient waiting for surgery.
So to combat the stress, I watched my favorite movie this evening. Next, I'm going to try to raise my heart rate by indulging in a little red wine, and then I'll eat a hot fudge sundae. Remember, these things are good for your heart. And my heart definitely deserves something good for it.
It just hit me this week that when they operate, they will be STOPPING MY HEART. They will inject it with a cold fluid (of course they will hook me up to a heart-lung machine before they do that), perform the surgery, and then shock my heart with internal paddles to get it going again. From the vast vocabulary of Keanu Reeves, WOAH.
I just got done watching The Wedding Singer. (What else?) That movie always cheers me up. "That's a good meatball..."
I had a rather embarrassing breakdown at work today. I was talking with a friend and coworker after a particularly stressful meeting (we were discussing who is taking over my projects after I leave), and I lost it. I've been really stressed about everything this week. Unfortunately, once the floodgates opened, the tears streamed forth. And I'm not a pretty cryer. Remember that scene in Gladiator when he finds his family dead and starts crying? There's that line of snot that runs down his face. That's me when I cry. Plus my face gets all splotchy. It is NOT a pretty sight. Good thing I wear waterproof mascara...
Because of the stress and my fatigue, I'm now working from home two and a half days a week and working in the office two and a half days a week. And I'm actually more productive when I work at home (despite the temptation of my large movie collection).
I've been too exhausted to go for my daily walk. Bummer.
My blood pressure dropped today. It's lower now than it ever has been. I called my cardiologist and was told that I need to take it easy and try to watch that. Oh, the joys of being a heart patient waiting for surgery.
So to combat the stress, I watched my favorite movie this evening. Next, I'm going to try to raise my heart rate by indulging in a little red wine, and then I'll eat a hot fudge sundae. Remember, these things are good for your heart. And my heart definitely deserves something good for it.
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