March has been quite a difficult month. On March 6, my father's birthday, he had a massive heart attack. What he thought was just heart burn and indigestion, turned out to be much worse. Since he waited so long to go to the hospital (thinking it wasn't anything major) he now has permanent damage on his heart.
He has been in the hospital ever since. This past Tuesday, he had open heart surgery to replace a valve. He is now in recovery. On Friday, he finally sat up for the first time in weeks. His breathing is better, his numbers are looking good. He has a long, difficult road ahead of him, but I am so thankful that he is finally on the road to recovery.
To say that I have been stressed would be an understatement. I haven't been sleeping much or eating much. I am constantly anxious. It's been rough. I am hoping now that he is starting to do better that I can start doing better for myself. Reality is...life is tough.
I want to say a big thank you to all of you who have reached out to me over the past few weeks to check on me and my father. I deeply appreciate your thoughts, prayers, love, and concern.