Hi everybody, I appreciate the warm welcomes and the heads up as well. I apologize it's been quite some time since i have been around. Shortly after I posted this first message back in 2018 my mother was diagnosed with cancer and my husband and i moved in with her to take care of her. It was a very hard time and a few months later I was having trouble breathing and went to the ER and was admitted and diagnosed with congestive heart failure with a need to be placed on a heart transplant list and spent two months in a step down unit of a cardiac hospital with a prognosis of no longer than 5 years to live. I was released 2 months later with a Life Vest which is basically a vest that is monitored 24 hours a day and could possibly save my life if needed. An external defibrillator.
A few months after being released from the hospital my mother passed away from lung cancer. very unexpected because she was herself a regulatory manager in cancer research and knew all of the best oncologist in the country. Very very hard time. A loss I am still trying to recover from.
About 9 months ago after having several tests done of my heart my cardiologist told me that my heart had fully recovered and it was working again as a high healthy adult heart! How could this possibly be? How can they say I had five years to live and now this? I already accepted my fate I already came to terms with my soon to be death. I was diagnosed with a very bad case of what they call Broken Heart Syndrome Stress cardiomyopathy or another name would be Takatsubo. A condition in which stress or the loss of a loved one becomes so svere that your heart literally goes into failure but usually you recover and can live a normal life.
Pretty scary to say the least but once I was diagnosed with this and the heart failure i thought I would never again have trouble getting the anxiety medication that I literally need to live. I located my psychiatrist I had seen several years before I began to see him on a regular basis and was being prescribed anxiety meds as needed. This past December my psychiatrist passed away from cancer as well. The one person in the world that understood my anxiety issues and was there for me through all of this.
I tried all my contacts I had gained through forums like this and probably contacts I will be able to regain once I make the quota of posts here however I was sad to hear my longtime African Magazine company had gone out of business and my good friend in San Diego was no longer at his last address
I will do my best to support you all and to offer any advice I can and to be patient as I become a trusted member.
I would appreciate any tips you could offer me as to getting started here and look forward to getting to know you all
Sincerely, The survivor!