I got up and was so excited that we were going to have a great first of the week. I did morning devotional and prayer. I made muffins, put on laundry, we made beds and then the kids gathered around the table for bible.
We talked over our school plans, then I wrote our scripture on our board. As this point I decided I would do a little bounce on a mini trampoline right by the kitchen table to get some exercise.
Now let me back up to say I woke up Saturday feeling amazing. Like I had so much energy. I haven't had this in months. I wrote about that this in my Weekend post. Anyway, late Saturday night I woke up with my left calf killing me. Deep sharp burning pain. I thought maybe it was from me walking around the lake. It kept me up all night but Sunday I still got up and went to church. I was tired and the pain was not as bad but there. After church I started to have chest pains. I thought maybe it was because I drank some sweet tea. Because I haven't been drinking a lot of caffeine.
Sunday night I was really sleepy and went to bed and then Monday morning I just had to FORCE myself to get up. I wanted so badly to have a good Monday. I was really weak and tired but I pushed through it.
Then I told you what I did above. Now, after I got down bouncing, I felt really winded. I couldn't catch my breath. I began to have a sharp pain in my left arm, neck, and in the middle of my sternum, I couldn't even breathe. I sat down and began to pray. I called my kids to pray with me. I thought I was going to pass out. I could barely talk. I told my daughter to get a notepad and I wrote down our address and information (God gave me this strength). I explained to her that mommy was having bad chest pains and that I couldn't catch my breath. I could walk or barely talk. Then my 8 year old son started crying because he said my lips were blue and I was real gray pale. I told him to run to the neighbors, and for Hannah to call 911. They did so good. They were so upset, crying and all but so very brave. My daughter then called my husband. The ambulance was here in a 5 minutes. They were wonderful and so was my neighbors. My heart rate was 150 to181 and it wouldn't come down. So, they gave me baby asprin, and loaded me on the ambulance, hooked me up and there I went. My emt's were so wonderful and kind. My heart would keep going real high and then drop real low. It was so scary. I kept thinking about death and my kids. To be honest I don't remember a lot after I got to the hospital. I was suppose to be kept overnight but with some medicine I was able to stabilize it. They sent me home.
But I am extremely tired, loopy, and my chest still hurts. I have a road to recover. I am once again sad because it feels every time I gain ground in my health I am back to square one. Oh well. I will overcome in the Lord.