RHC

I'm alive!
The RHC wasn't terrible.
I was able to push the thought of the RHC into the back of my mind. I had some great support from my PH facebook fam=they are super! When Josh and I made our way to the cardiac waiting area, I almost started crying, but I didn't. I just thought this in my head, " He is jealous for me. Loves like a hurricane...I am a tree."
The most uncomfortable part was the shoving in of the catheter into my neck. I didn't really feel it all in my heart, but apparently my heart got a little tickled-which was ok. I did have conscious sedation along with some nausea med. After the procedure, they wheeled me back to the recovery room...for only 30 min....then it was homebound. I forced myself to stay awake until I got some food:) hahahaha! I really like food. Then I was out. WAY OUT. I slept the entire 4 hours home. It was good.

God has a way of say, " I'm here." He works through us.
 When I got home, I decided I would walk to the mailbox and get the mail. Our new neighbor, Courtney, walked by with a stroller. She stopped and introduced herself. (I have been saying for a while: folk just ain't neighborly like they use to be in the old days) What a gift! She was so very sweet, and offered to bring supper for Wednesday. I'm pleased she's our neighbor!
My neck was very sore. The tape and everything pulled and pulled , and I had to hold my neck over like I had a crink in it. I rested as much as I can, but also made sure to hold my Prince Jake.

My Duma, I believe, has wondered off into the great unknown. He may return again. I knew from the beginning that he was a little on the wild side. I named him Duma after a cheetah, and that he is...:)

It's time for the bandage to come off, but it burns like crazy. A couple gross spot-like a burn, sometimes the tape does it to me.

I'm hoping when I get this thing off my neck won't be so sore.

OH the results. I forgot.
The cath was good:) Pressures were good so guess what!!! NO PH! wahhoo!
I have been released to run.
I had my A.N.A. test come back positive with a speckled pattern. This means I'll be seeing a rheumatologist. Dr. Nisbet said it meant I possibly have a connective tissue disease, and it could be Lupus.
I will run though for those who can't!