I tried. To get out of the house today. So what better place to go than with my husband to the farm he works for. The ride was wonderful. I did my best not to cry because I was enjoying the view. I had taken some meds to break my constipation since I haven't gone in a few day due to pain meds and surgery. Boy did it work well. When I finished I climbed back into my truck and my heart started to act up.
I know t throw lots of PVCs, I guess I threw just enough for me to feel a little adrenaline draw up and make me freeze up. My husband took me to the hospital on my request. I cried nearly the whole way. The doctor I saw said I have a spell of depression because I went from severe health issues to far less dramatic problems. He said my brain needs to be rest and catch up to all the good stuff that I can look forward to. I say plenty of sleep just to forget for now. But I'm not very good at being sleeping beauty I tend to look more like a the mess you see on a Zquil commercial. Even though it's still early here in the evening, I'm going to try go back to sleep. Its the only time my brain gets a break.
Many hugs, love and many wishes and blessings to my virtual friends.