Yes my heart is broken both physically and emotionally!

     I have Bradycardia. My heart just stops beating.  I have been fainting for 6 months.  I have taken every test imaginable and finally the heart monitor proved that on Christmas Eve my heart stopped for 5 seconds.  I thought it was a hot flash.

     I always knew I had heart disease in my family because I watched my father have a heart attack in our car when I was 17 years old.  My father was 45 years old at the time.  He died three weeks later right after we brought him a Big Mac into his hospital room.  He was so tired of hospital food.  This was almost 40 years ago.  We did not know much about heart disease then.  

Daddy's Little girl

     So on January 15, 2015 I received a pacemaker and my life is finally back.  My journey is going very well.  I am two weeks past surgery as I start this Blog.

     It is quite ironic that my heart stops beating the same year I bury three close loves of mine.  All deaths were hands on deaths that took many months of 2014. They call it the Broken Heart syndrome. It can be fatal in some people and especially post menopausal  women.  
     So I think I had the perfect trifecta.  Genetics, Post Menopausal and Broken Heart Syndrome. Yes, my heart is broken both physically and emotionally.  

     I am not a doctor or have any medical insight.  This is just my 2015 journey through the whole pacemaker process.  Just a 50-year-old women’s tips, preparations, fears and accomplishments.

     The reason I named it Pacemaker Princess is for two reasons. I want to attract women to this blog and I am hoping for a happy ending.  It is just a journey down a road that does not have that many younger women on its path.   I had 10 days notice before getting a pacemaker and  it gave me a little time to prepare my clothes, my house and my life for recovery. My goal is to document my experiences for just one year. Pacemakers have come a long way and if you are like me then you will be back to most of your old life within a week or two.  

Pacemaker

Pacemaker, pacemaker give me the dance!

Sixty beats a minute is the minimum stance

Please little pacemaker –help me some more

Stop all the crashing and smashing my face to the floor,

Stop the black eyes, damaged cars and Broken bridges

That I‘ve added to my lore.

No more fear and lack of driving to the store.

No more Uber drivers showing up regularly to my door,

No more housebound and pity parties galore

Pacemaker, Pacemaker give me back my heart

There is a whole lot more dancing to do on my part.