Ten Years...

I'm going to interrupt this blog, briefly, from tales and photos of kittens and cats, knitting and sewing, from the nutty, busy life I lead and detail here.

I'm going to spend just a few minutes celebrating.

Ten years ago today, thanks to an amazingly astute physician and his staff, I survived a near fatal heart attack from a 90% blockage of a major coronary artery.

I've talked about it many times before, and I'm not going to go there again.

I'm here, and I'm grateful. But I'm going to tell you something critically important:

Heart disease is still the number one killer of everyone - women AND men. Do not take any warning sign for granted, don't pretend that you don't have time for a heart attack - because you know what?

Heart disease doesn't care.

So it's up to you to care. Make yourself Number One. Know the warning signs (which are different for men and women). If you don't know? Find out. Take the time. And make the necessary changes to protect yourself as much as you can.

Save your own life.

And bless you, Dr. M. for saving mine.
(((Hugs)))