I meant to write a real post this week. I even started drafting it. But then...
On Wednesday my husband tried to have a heart attack, literally. And I got a bit distracted.
He's been in the ICU for the last two days. He feels fine physically, and it wasn't a full blown heart attack, but it's close enough for them to keep him. He has to do a stress test today, and will hopefully come home tonight. Meanwhile he's bored and cranky and lonely (I have only been up once, for about 30 minutes, hard to find someone to watch your kids during the day.)
He had his first heart attack 7 years ago at age 35, so it's kind of a big deal. How many chances do you get?
I am tired and stressed and a bit worried. And a little angry (see #4). The kids are being crazier than normal, of course.
The moral of this story is, of course, if you're busy thinking you'll start your diet and exercise plan next week, maybe start today. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some kitchen clean out to take care of, and an exercise bike to dig out of the garage.
(last year on Father's day)
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