Cardiovascular health is so important to all of us. I blog here about healthy heart and artery diets, low impact exercise and recovery from aortic dissection and open heart surgeries. I have Marfan Syndrome, a connective tissue disorder. I want to share about how to live a satisfied and healthy life - even when physically limited with a seriously damaged cardiovascular system. My two children have been diagnosed now with Marfan issues.
I've been quiet for a long time now. Mostly because I get into writers funk brought on by depression from take your pick:
myriad of medications
life gets in the way
blah blah blah
Aorta Dissection Life - Bandaids and Compression Socks
But in the interim I've had a lot of post ideas develop in my mind.
Try as hard as I do to forget them- which is actually quite easy to do - they keep surfacing in the back of my mind during 2 A.M. insomnia episodes.
So I thought I'd start trying to bring this blog site back up to date.
And just writing this little bit is a way to jump start the whole blogging process once more.
Look for some of my thoughts later this weekend.
But for now, today has been the typical Dissection Life morning. I wake up and my thumb is still bleeding a little from the small knife nick I gave it in the kitchen day before yesterday.
Stumble to the bathroom to find bandaids. Cant get the bandaid cover paper off the bandaid. Finally get the paper cover off now the entire bandaid is bloody. Rinse off the bandaid now the bandaid won't stick.
Repeat the above paragraph until I get a clean, non-bloody bandaid on.
In the kitchen fix a cup of Starbucks Via Instant Columbian. So good to smell the aroma.
Carry compression socks to living room to put on. Sit on floor because I've made a commitment to sit on the floor each time I put on socks or shoes so I can always stay in enough shape to get up off the floor. If I sit on the floor and then stand back up ten times a day then this is equivalent to 3,650 squats a year. Ten a day is much easier.
Bummer! Compression socks are inside out! It is hard enough to put them on right side out. Oh feck!
Reach my thumb into the inside out part of the compression socks, which is really the right side out part and try to pull them back out to the appropriate side out but them won't budge. Double feck!!
Yank on the inside out sock tip and the bandaid rips off.