Last night we walked across the viaduct with three of the four spawn. They love to go for walks after dark and the state fair is going on just down the road. As we were walking I thought that what if I did die right now. What would that mean. I have made a difference in this world in my own way. I have had four amazing sons that will in turn make their impact. I am happy. This reduces so much stress that I can let go and think clearly with a smile.
I know I am young and healthy but really we all go someday but I don't want to be afraid of death every day. I have been a slave to my fear for so long. Stress spirals and is consuming and when my chest aches every day its hard to keep from going down that path.
None of this is easy but if it were easy it may not have the grand profundity that my moments seem to have often these days. I am thinking of getting a heart rate monitor and at some point running long and slow. Evaluating, thinking, listening to my body and letting it heal. I am not going to start back up to running until the first of September and even then I will evaluate how I feel and go from there. That's part of the whole barefoot outlook. We have the tools and feedback. Our bodies.
I was prepared yesterday to be toyed with by the surgeon. No, not through surgery but through politics. I have had many tests done on my heart. The stress test showed stress on my left side of my heart and only at the low end of normal. My CT scans showed a right artery that is placed a bit abnormally but none of the tests showed that there was compression on this right artery.
The surgeon sees that artery as a problem and wants to do open heart surgery to move the origin of that artery because he thinks its getting compressed although the tests do not show this. He also said that since I am getting older.....yeah, I'm a marathoner and 34.....that my artery was hardening and that is the reason that this has only developed over the last 6 months. He avoided my questions about more testing and what the tests were called.
He did not ask about my running. He is used to older sedentary people with heart issues. I am outside their norm and healthy.
I have experience with surgeons. My experience has been that they are great at surgery and what is broken but just crap at when things are normal or even just a little off. They don't want to wait and see. I get that its a liability thing however liability cannot be blamed for this whole outlook.
I was scared and went to the doctor to find out what's up with my ticker. I had the tests done and took a good hard look at what I was doing in regards to my own health. There are tests and then there is me. I am inside my own body and I need to stop being afraid of it. I was reassured by the tests that my heart has no blockages and it looks healthy. Now I need to work on my stress coping and conscious relaxation.
This is not to say that I am not keeping my mind open to answers thinking that I have found "the one" but I have found some confidence through acceptance. Waiting and relaxing seems my best option right now. Making friends with my fears and breathing is my medicine for now.