Exactly four years ago today, September 14th 2008, I hadn’t quite almost died of a massive heart attack… That brush with death would come a few months later, in early ‘09. I was blissfully ignorant of the potential impending doom I’d be facing soon after the holidays. So that’s something right there, you could say my life was good four years ago. But better?
My job, finances, family, that kind of thing— that stuff was humming right along in the olden days. That was fine. Lucky for me, that stuff would only get better over the next four years.
My blood pressure was high, sure, really high. But did that bother me? No way! I just needed to calm down, have a drink. Or two… Never mind that it didn’t work and my BP was routinely well above normal.
And that fast heartbeat I got from time to time back in the ‘08s? That couldn’t have been Supraventricular Tachycardia, could it? No, probably too many antihistamines. That pain in my chest? Couldn’t have been a 90% blockage in three of my major arteries. No, pizza. Had to be the pizza I had for lunch.
So, yeah, in case you’re askin’… I WAS pretty good four years ago, ‘cause I didn’t know what was just around the corner! (Hm, sounds familiar…)
P.S. Now, of course, four years LATER I’m actually much better. Probably healthier physically and certainly healthier psychologically…