I was recently reminded that no matter what you do, you can not take anything in life, for granted.
Last week, as I got home from work, I got a call from my brother. I thought he was calling to give me the number of tickets he needs for my friends and family back home. Instead, I’m shocked as he begins to tell me that they had to rush my mom to the ER for severe chest pains and shortness of breath. He passes the phone to my sister-in-law, who is an ER nurse and she continues to tell me the rest of the symptoms. I know right away that they feel it is a heart attack. As soon as I drop the phone I grab my keys and take off on the two hour drive back home. I’m scared to death that I’m going to lose my mom and many things thing pop into my head. First, is regret for not calling and visiting as much as I should, and then I start to dread what life would be like without her. My mom is the nicest person you will ever meet. She is one of the most caring people I know. Fear, sadness, anger, remorse, are all some of the emotions I’m feeling at this point.
This eventually leads me to the thought “I knew it”. I have been talking to mom about leading a healthy lifestyle and getting in to shape for a number of years now, but it never happens. She was thin when she was younger and never had to work at it. She could eat and do what she wanted. Eventually this catches up to everyone ,of course, and she was no exception. She has a number of health problems including recently being diagnosed with the beginning stages of congestive heart failure (CHF) In spite of this, she told me that she didn’t really think that she was that bad off. She took it for granted that everything was fine and she was going anywhere for a while. The though of dying never even crossed her mind.
I talked to my dad who was there with her as they ran the battery of tests, and he told me that it doesn’t appear to be a heart attack but a complication from the CHF. She had not been taking her medication like she was supposed to. This caused basically a fluid overload on her heart and resulted in the symptoms that she felt. Further tests would prove that this was the case.
“Thank God!” I thought as I had been praying the whole drive in. I saw her, and we had a long talk in the hospital room. We talked about life, faith, hard work, and dedication. These are the things that are most important in life. I learned alot from this episode, first of which is no matter what you do in life, don’t ever take anything for granted. Don’t get caught up in the repitition of everyday life and forget about what is important. Live with a purpose, have faith, make those whom you care about count in your life, and work hard to accomplish your goals.
I want to thank God for keeping my mom safe and all my friends and teammates who were praying for her through it all. It’s great to be part of a team like this.