The Bumps Along the Way

One thing that I have come to realize about heart disease is that it just doesn't go away. For the rest of my life I will have to manage this disease, and for the rest of my life there will be bumps along the way. Last week I encountered a bump. My pulse rate has gone up for some reason. I am scheduled for a treadmill next Monday to find out what is going on. To be honest I am a bit mad right now, but not depressed. I am mad because I just don't like the fact that I have heart disease, and this bump probably won't be the last one. I have learned not to be depressed though because I have learned to live with heart disease. Hey, we all have to live with something.

Talking Can Be Good

Tomorrow I am going to share my story with a graduate class in counseling. I have found that telling your story can be one of the most theraputic things a person can do. It's kind of like unpacking a suitcase. At first it can be difficult to tell someone that you got very depressed after surgery. I thought I would be much stronger, but I wasn't and that ok. I got through it, and I think my story can help others. Everyone has a story, and most of a time when they struggled, but got through it. Someone just might need to hear your story.