Summer has officially arrived at our house. Having summer vacation every year is a definite perk of my job and Carter and I have big plans together.
More down time equals more time for projects and blogging. So much has been going on for me to share, I just need to sit down and get it written.
Normally I would apologize for my absence (which at this point is not really surprising to anyone), but it was a conscious choice for me to spend more time with my family and doing projects for the love of them and not thinking about the “blog” aspect of it all.
And I have to say it was lovely in a lot of ways.
In early March, I thought I had strep throat. Nope. Then I thought I just had the flu. Three days of high fever and not leaving my bed later, I promised Derek that I would go to the doctor again the next day if I was not better. That night I felt short of breath and it felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. Like I just ran 5 miles beating. Since that was obviously not the case, I tried the taking taking deep breathes and thinking calming thoughts. Nope.
To make a long story very short, I ended up in the ER and then admitted at the hospital for a couple of days with pneumonia and tachycardia atrial fibrillation (basically my heart was beating incredibly fast and in an irregular rhythm). There were a couple of scary moments (like the heart monitors going crazy in the ER and 6 people rushing in….one with the paddles) but the good news is they think I am totally fine and the pneumonia caused the whole thing. The question is why the pneumonia hit me so hard since I am not 70 and have never had it before, but we will probably never know.
But spending a couple of days on the cardiac floor and hearing everyone be surprised my age and my condition (You are the patient with the A-fib???-hearing it more than 10 times makes you feel slightly like a freak of nature) put some things in perspective.
Like how quickly things can change. Like how the ability to have another baby is not a given. Like how precious time with my family is. And how short it could be.
So over spring break I promised myself there would be no to-do lists. I would be present in every single moment and not running through everything else I had to get done. It was a lot harder than I expected but by the end of the week it was getting easier. Not much was getting done, but we had a great time. Since then the to-do lists are back but I try to make sure there is no guilt attached if not everything is checked off.
So if a blog post did not get done or molding did not get caulked oh well if meant spending quality time with my family.
Or spending time trolling Pinterest.
Because I have projects and quilts to share. And a certain someone is almost 1 with a party coming up. And it is summer. Hope to see you soon.