by Carolyn Thomas ♥ @HeartSisters
The freshly-diagnosed hospital patient often goes from the shock of being hospitalized to the shock of being sent home before we’re feeling quite ready to return there. .
Continue reading “Goodbye, hospital. Hello, home! And other scary things.”
Looking back on what I wrote about here during 2021 was a reminder to me that, in the world of women’s heart health, I seem to be all over the map. And I rarely write about regular heart stuff like cholesterol or drugs or heart-healthy recipes (because people above my pay grade write far more efficiently elsewhere about those things!) Here, for example, are the Top 10 most-read Heart Sisters articles during this past year:
Continue reading “Top 10 most-read Heart Sisters posts from 2021”
by Carolyn Thomas ♥ @HeartSisters
I’ve come to learn that a common reaction to a heart attack is others’ utter shock that this could happen to “YOU, OF ALL PEOPLE!” Women in particular report reactions like this because, generally speaking, we’re used to being the strong glue that holds our family life and relationships together.
How dare we get sick. . . . . . Continue reading “How could YOU – of all people! – have a heart attack?”
by Carolyn Thomas ♥ @HeartSisters
As Bruce Springsteen once sang, “You get used to anything. Sooner or later it just becomes your life.”(1) Bruce was right. Since being diagnosed with heart disease in 2008, I’ve observed a bizarre and surprising change in my ability to adjust to ongoing cardiac symptoms. My symptoms have not changed. But at some point, I just got better at adjusting to them.
In fact, I suspect that the chest pain which just feels “normal” to me by now would make most other people head straight to the Emergency Department. . . Continue reading “The familiar self, the unfamiliar self and the recovery of self”
by Carolyn Thomas ♥ @Heartsisters
I once heard the late author Dr. Leo Buscaglia tell a conference audience his story about how he grew up equating caregiving with love. When he was a little boy, for example, his own mother seemed cold and distant – except when he was sick. During those times, she would sit at his bedside, stroke his fevered brow, spoon-feed him homemade soup, fuss over every painful twinge, listen carefully to his every word, and become the kind of loving mother he rarely knew when he was healthy. . Continue reading “Choose your listeners carefully”
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