Okay I know I have been total shit in keeping the home updated, but in my defense, I am not so great at following the doctor's instructions at times wither and I have tried to keep D and the Steward up to date for the most part. Hell my primary doc after having to deal with me since my bypass actually looked at Don.. -yes that would be my r/t- and , seriously kept straight face while asking Him if i had always been so seriouusly headstrong and stubborn. H, with the same straight face, said what do you mean, she is actually behaving compared to usual. -smiles sweetly and looks a bit proud of herself because yep she was a determined thing at times.- ok ok I was actually blockaded in my room once during this recovery because I wouldn't stay in bed and rest. -snorts- okay. on to the update.

Yes, I collapsed unconscious while walking into the ER the morning of July 16, I only remember bits and pieces of what transpired next and then I woke up Monday morning [[2 days later]] and realized that not only did i have a breathing tube shoved down my throat. {{{ and really people there are far better things to shove down my throat I swear}}} as well as realizing they employed a few velociraptors from Jurassic park that seemed to have reached in and torn my chest right open. -nods sticking to her story-

i then pushed myself .... hard... much to my nurse's frustration.. [[ok wait ... sensing a common denominator with my stubbornness .. hrmmm.. perhaps i should do something about that.... nah... doesn't bother me a bit }}} anyway with my determination I was actually allowed to be released from the hospital in 5 days which apparently is like a miracle and unheard of but my doctor decided I was doing alright that as long as I signed an agreement that would allow a home health nurse twice a week to take care of my chest and me and what not... [yes.. he actually made me sign an agreement that i would not give the home nurse any shit.. lol .. perhaps my doc is the wise one in making me sign documentation.. lol]] I would have signed anything to get out of that hospital.. can't stand hospitals in all honesty. and I knew i would heal better without the need to constantly dope me with my anxiety meds that being in the hospital causes.

So... now it's several months later and I am literally finally finding I am able to stay vertical for more then an hour and can even walk to the end of the driveway and back without feeling like i would pass out. My scar though. man is it fucking ugly and should be quite a bit lighter by this time but no mine is like a bruisy purple. My cardiologist was called away last week on an emergency but one of his staff took a glance at it and explained to me that due to the other chronic health issues I am doing -very- well I am just, quite honestly, healing very slowly. a source of constant frustration for me.

So I guess y'all are now realizing if you're still reading this, that you cant hide from me anymore. I m being set loose into the online world one more

aka

I'mmmmm BBaaackkkkk

okay in all fairness, some evenings could only be [op in and out while others will have me on for hours. i swore to be smart about things and so it will all depend on the pain level and how my chest and whatnot are feeling.

PPss... do y'all realize how much it fucking downright hurts like nothing else to cough or worse... sneeze... when ya sneeze it feels like the chest is exploding open again... ugh

Hold Up ! you stubborn ! Okay, you are , but please dont over do it, love ya !

I'm pleading the 5th LOL

I'm so glad to hear you are back. I hope you continue on your road to recovery! <3 >

Ramble, ramble, ramble. *grins*

Get well soon Scylla!

--slaps my forehead seeing the length-

hell damnit!!! seems like I rambled anyway. sorry but helga made me do it