Breathing

Doesn’t Daddy look great? PRAISE GOD, ERKEP came to see us and Ernie took Daddy and the kids out. I love this pic so much. Please continue to pray for Daddy and Ernie’s health. We are all depending on God’s grace daily, and although we get super tired, and don’t fully understand how to work within the parameters of our bodies yet, His mercies are new every morning. We are Tans. We’re like, LET’S PUSH the ENVELOPE! But the realization is, there’s enough energy to do what God wants us to do. The trouble is discerning what exactly that is, bc that also includes rest. Please pray for me, too. Updates: (1) my R ear hearing continues to change very subtly. There’s a ton of Tinnitus noise. It’s weird, but okay. I am keeping in touch with my AuD team. (2) My back, shoulder, and leg pain have settled down, and my dreams no longer require meds. I’m making great progress in my Mental Health work. (3) Pelvic pain present for 1.5 months. Got the full work up, but still no solution. Full monitoring will take another 3-4 months. (4) While getting the full work up it was discovered that I have a TEENY TINY bit of permanent structural change in my lungs. The bottoms of my lungs do not inflate properly. Apparently they got a little smushed at the onset of my illness (14 days on vent). This was a bit of a downer, but then I remembered that David and Randy trained me assuming I had 100% lung capacity, and are adamant that I control my Heart Rate and maintain performance through breathing technique while under physical and mental stress. They SERIOUSLY stress me out on purpose and then show me my HR to prove that I can handle stuff if I breathe according to their teachings.😑 I fuss a lot, but I’m so grateful for them. And then I realized that there will be a lot of people running around with lung changes after COVID. Praying for the people who are sick, and praying/thankful for the Medical Pros who are treating them, and treating the rest of us who have non-COVID issues. Thank you for helping us. #avmsurvivor #strokesurvivor #lifeismysport #learninghowtolive #shreddedgrace

PS. Shout out to Cousin L, who brought me these cookies a year ago and said we had met like, 20 years before. I had zero recollection of this. He was right.

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