I believe you’ll be glad to know that this is a good news post. Recently, for reasons as yet unbeknownst to me, I find myself reading, peacefully, much more often than seeking insight by way of writing. And in addition to that change, here is another: My awareness of breathing with a greater sense of ease has improved my outlook concerning regaining a greater sense of independence as the future unfolds.
Today, after showering and washing my hair, I decided to use my blow dryer for the very first time since my heart/lung surgeries, a year ago last July. And here’s what’s so awesome about showering, washing my hair and blowing it dry—I’d felt no need of a rest until that trio of tasks had been complete. Up until this week, taking a shower without washing my hair had tired me out. So this change for the better suggests significant improvement concerning my lung capacity to oxygenate (energize) my brain as well as the rest of my body. And as more than a month had passed since I’d last experienced a huge drop in my blood pressure, upon standing, I’ve not felt need to sit back down with immediacy so as not to black out.
Yesterday marked the third day that Will and I walked outside without my walker, highlighting the fact that I’ve been walking without feeling need to sit down on the walker's seat to catch my breath, exemplifying improvement in my lung capacity, yet again. (Though I cannot yet walk and talk if I hope to breathe with ease.)
Barry continues to feel better. And as Marie has not had a fever, it's unlikely that her upset stomach has been due to the flu, which is cause for relief, as no family wants to fight COVID and flu, simultaneously.
The CT scan of Steven’s sinuses showed much less tissue swelling than any of us had expected, and thankfully, yesterday, he had no headache for the first time in two months. If Steven tests negative for Covid, tomorrow, he’ll head home from the cabin—much to Ravi’s delight.
Last night, Will and I had FaceTimed with Ravi for about half an hour. She made up a fanciful ‘Once upon a time story’ for us followed by my making up a story about Princess Ravi and her magical baby dragon 🐉. I really enjoy Ravi’s imaginative fascination with fairies, magical fairy dust, flying baby dragons, glittering unicorns, princesses, and mermaids. The more the merrier And her mindful engagement with big cats in the wild is notable, as well. .
🧞♀️🧜🏼♀️🧜🏼♂️🧚♀️🧚🏻♂️🦅🦄🐯🦁
David’s good news reflects his good health. And I feel thankful for that!
Though I wasn’t conscious of feeling anxious, yesterday, sleep escaped me throughout most of last night—perhaps because my PET scan and chest CT are scheduled toward the end of this month.
Anxiety does erupt, momentarily, whenever I think about being near anyone (inside or outside) except for Will.
Thank goodness, I was attentive when anxiety suggested my need to talk to Barry about his plan to drive here with his family, during winter break. Thank goodness he agreed that cancelling that plan was prudent being that his first symptoms of covid emerged on the date that he, Marie and our grandsons (all of whom had tested positive) would have arrived. Whew!
And now, since today’s post offers so many sound reasons to shore up my connection to positive focus, I’ll call it a wrap and send it off to you while my mind feels much more peaceful than has been true, over these past three months. 🙋🏻♀️🧚♀️Annie
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