I haven't thought much about my blog these days. If truth be told, I haven't thought much about anything lately but escaping into a fantasy world of TV and sleeping. If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I've been going to a cardiac rehab program which lasts 12 weeks, three days a week. It's a good program and is designed to get us cardiac patients into a routine of steady exercise, teach us about diet, stress management, medications, etc. We even have a counselor who talks with us individually about the emotional impact of our diagnoses as well as teaching us about the "cardiac blues" and other issues we're dealing with. All in all, it's been a very intense, and extremely valuable program.
I've learned a lot. I've been working hard to get up to where they want me as far as exercising. My last trip to the grocery store was filled with reading labels and buying more fresh fruits and veggies. Shoot I even lost 1 1/2 pounds of the total 10 they want me to lose. I've been doing what I can do at the job and not freaking out if I'm not Wonder Woman. With medication (enough that I have to count out the pills in the morning to make sure I'm not missing one), diet changes, and regular exercise, my blood pressure has been spot on. Of course, I'm exhausted but that's to be somewhat expected and I have to learn to listen to my body more and rest when I need to.
But I didn't start the program with a "let's do this" attitude. In fact, I was probably defeated before I even stepped on the treadmill that first day. I think my next few posts will focus on this whole process thus far. Part therapy to help me come to grips with my condition and partly to share my journey in the hopes that I can shed some light on the very real problem of heart disease in women.
For the first time in weeks, I've truly felt "here". This song by the legendary Diana Ross says it all for me right now. Enjoy.