A Long Time Waiting

Cheers, Lord.

Drinking. One of the many things I decided to give up to win this fight. My cardiologist called alcohol a toxin to my heart. So over the course of the last two years, I maybe have had a full beer in total. That includes baby sips and half a glass of beer before I was diagnosed with Cardiomyopathy.

It was like this. I missed it more because someone was telling me I couldn't have it. But in all honesty, I didn't miss it terribly. Losing weight has never been so easy. Sure, there were times; social situations, hot summer days, relaxing after a stressful day were all instances I would reach into freezer, grab a frosty mug and pour a piece of peace into a glass. But I has plenty of those days in the past so I just chalked it up as a loss and trudged forward in my battle.

Today, I had 6 ounces of beer in one sitting because I am celebrating because today, April 23, 2012, my cardiologist actually wrote this down: "Cardiomyopathy Resolved."

Although I feel like I have won the battle the war continues. I will keep watching my sodium and fluid intake while continuing my meds until I am told otherwise. I will have a ECCO in December to see where my EF stands {pray for 65%} and we will go from there.

There aren't words to express the feelings I have been juggling all day. A little disbelief, a little denial, elation, strength, and a pure gratitude.

Without the support of my amazingly patient KP who had to take time from his running, work and life to take care of me, this journey wouldn't have been so bearable. To my family and friends: the calls, letters, emails and FB posts were just the medicine I needed. No one abandoned me because I couldn't drink. People were extra sensitive to me when talking about more children. Acquaintances became close friends - showing up at my house to lend a hand when I was too weak to do all the things a new mommy needs to do. Thank you! I relied heavily on my faith when I felt alone or scared - that and my sister. She has always been my rock. Thank you, Samm, you are the bestest sister in allllll the laaannndd.

To you reading this entry, thank you! Thank you for standing behind me, holding me up and cheering me on. I truly believe all the love that was sent to me in the past year only made my heart grow stronger.

For now, raise your glasses with me.
Cheers to health, faith, family and friendships!

A special thanks to my mild-mannered, angel of a son who couldn't have been more perfect.
Hutch, you are the light of my life. I love you, baby boy.