On Oct 25th, a Monday, I was experiencing shortness of breath. Bill and I went out for lunch with Travers, a quick trip through Hobby Lobby and then home. I was exhausted. While I was resting, Josephine called. I couldn't complete a sentence so I told her we'd talk later. A little later I called my sister Rose, an LPN. She realized there was something wrong and insisted I go to the hosp. (Sisters can be psychic like that) A little after 5 p.m. Bill rushed me to Clovis ER. Halfway there we picked up a police escourt who later chided Bill for not calling 911.
The duty dr decided I had inflamation of the lungs. He was going to wait for some more test results then give me some drugs and send me home. This confirmed what I suspected, it was nothing.
Shift change and I got a new doctor and test results were back. I was having a heart attack. They believed I had one earlier in the day and my body was having a second one. I had injections, nitroglycerin and my BP dropped to near 20. Not good. Plans were made to stablize me and fly me to LBB. Eastern New Mexico is WINDY! Too windy for my first ever helicopter ride. I was going by ambulance. Plans changed again. It would be by helicopter. About midnight I landed on the roof of Covenant Hosp in LBB.
(I had a nurse named Jill in Clovis. She kept telling me it was okay to be scared. I could cry. I couldn't. For one thing, this was all out of my control. Unlike my diabetes, I couldn't do anything about it. Second and most important, I had and have a faith in God. I knew he was at my side and would see me through this. He would either give me a personal excourt to Heaven or see me though this whole thing and let me go home. He was in charge and I was going to relax and let Him be my God, my Savior and my Rescuer.)
There were more tests in LBB. An angoigram proved my heart to be healthy. Other tests revealed I had blood clots - thrombsis. They started above my cast and were through my chest.

Turn your head sideways. Here I am at the hosp. (I tried to right-side this pic but it didn't upload to my blog right-side). There's my pink cast and my very swollen legs!

My black and blue marks. These are the ones you can see. Kind of like the tip of the iceberg.
I am three weeks and 2 days out of the hospital and I'm doing okay. My cast is gone! That was the culprit behind all those clots! I'm wearing an orthodepic boot for another 3 weeks. I'm on blood thinners and I'm doing okay.
Today I walked for the first time since Oct 5th. It was only a half mile but it felt good! Next week, I aim for a mile. I want to return to subbing next week. I miss the kiddos.
At the same time, I have to be careful. If I'm in an accident or get cut, I could easily bleed to death. The hospital staff advised me to have Bill cut all the veggies for Thanksgiving. :-) There's still a chance of these blood clots shifting and moving before the enzymes in my body destroy them. This sore-thoat sounding voice is a result of the "stress" and will be with me awhile.
It can take me up to a year to get back to normal.
All the same, I am blessed!!!!!! Josephine & Richard and our dear friend Donna met me at LBB hosp. I needed their support and presence untill Bill arrived.
My full recovery may be long but prognosis the is good. I serve this wonderful awesome God who is walking with me each and every step of the day! He was with me in Clovis, got me on the helicopter and guided the doctors and nurses in their diagnosis and care of me. Yes, I have blessed: pressed down shaken together and running out all over!
It won't be long until I'm walking without this boot and I'm looking as perky as this poseys!