Author deanna

kites, broken and realized dreams

So today is what I would consider almost the countdown–yesterday was the technical date–I never want to be seen as a fool so I tend to make decisions not on April Fool’s, but for before. I had to get a… Continue Reading →

I scheduled the thing: ON-X

Uhhhhhh. That’s pretty much the sigh I’d love to make. This is actually maybe not going to be as easy as I suggested, just given the situation and the possible outcomes. Again, the goal every day is maximum nutrients, maximum… Continue Reading →

Aortic Valve: Again

I got the call. The call said what I thought it might–it needs to get done, again. (the first was done in 1998) This time it’s planned, planned like they always said they should be planned. This is the first… Continue Reading →

ECHOs & Hospital Fun: The Pandemic Rages on

Hmm, So I had an appointment the other day in the hospital–D came w/me as support. You know, with the world kind of just deciding to get infected over nailing prevention don’t think you can go to the hospital without… Continue Reading →

COVID 19 realizations: The Heart Damage is Real

I read something today while reviewing for my other site–and it kind of hurts my head, because I somehow saw it coming, and the other part of me has some hope that more investment will be made in alleviating some… Continue Reading →

rough roads ahead

There’s been some tickling lately in my head–it sometimes manifests in weird deja-vu moments, sometimes it’s me waking up at midnight or two or three am, usually predicated by a night drinking I should not have had. This has happened… Continue Reading →

Day 8 I’m still failing at discipline

My husband is the best–he just wants me to be happy and maybe write-make a little money but nothing crazy. Sometimes I feel like I fail him while I’m failing me–there’d be some freedom an income would bring me because… Continue Reading →

Hearts Hurt: COVID & broken heart syndrome

Hmm on that. It was a classic case of Takotsubo cardiomyopathy, or broken heart syndrome, her doctors say. The rare but dangerous form of heart disease is triggered by intense emotional or physical stress when a sudden flood of hormones… Continue Reading →

It’s Day 6. Feb 6 2022

I know you worry so much about checking in on me–I know that’s been my mistake over the years. I mean how many people do you know who have a collection of blogs going back over 20 years like I… Continue Reading →

Days 4 & 5

I know I should be making titles more interesting than that. I did fail like a true champion yesterday. I woke up actually screaming because the headache I got crippled me for the first part of the day almost entirely…. Continue Reading →

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