All Work and No Play make Judy a Dull Girl

I am sure I was hit by a truck last night.  As soon as my eyes opened I looked around for evidence: The bedroom walls were standing; The window wasn’t shattered; and Freddie was sleeping peacefully.  Freddie rarely barks but I would hope that if  I was in danger of being hit by a truck he’d warn me.

I woke up feeling exhausted, my back hurt, my legs hurt, my brain hurt and if I hadn’t just had my eye-sight checked I would have sworn there was a 50 pound gorilla sitting on my chest.

Here I have today off and all I want to do is pull the covers over my head and going back to sleep.

So I forced myself to do three things to feel better:

1.  I said my “go-to”  Baha’i prayer when I’m in one of those “woe is me” spaces.

2.  I watched 2 videos on “PLAY!”  (I was so inspired by the 4 minutes I watched the longer 12 minute version too).

3.  Freddie and I went outside to play.

Take your pick: 4-minutes of video, 1/2 – minute of prayer,

12-minutes of video,!*

4 minutes

30 seconds

“O God! Refresh and gladden my spirit.
Purify my heart. Illumine my powers.
I lay all my affairs in Thy hand. Thou art my Guide and my Refuge.
I will no longer be sorrowful and grieved;
I will be a happy and joyful being.
O God! I will no longer be full of anxiety, nor will I let trouble harass me.
I will not dwell on the unpleasant things of life.

O God! Thou art more friend to me than I am to myself. I dedicate myself to Thee, O Lord.”

12 minutes

*You’ll have to find your own play-mate.  

Freddie’s done playing and resting in the sun. 


Tallulah PaceHead, my Cranky Pacemaker

Tallulah PaceHead

I’ve been getting up at 5 am, YES! YOU HEARD ME! 5, that’s F-I-V-E  A.M.  to take my Baha’i prayer walk.  Praying for 45 minutes to an hour has been really good for my soul but unfortunately Tallulah PaceHead, my Biotronik Pacemaker would rather sleep in.  She is a bit cranky getting up when it’s still dark.

Toward the middle of my walks I’ve been getting light-headed to the point where I’ve had to stop every so often.  Yesterday the light-headedness hit almost immediately.  I kept going thinking it would get better.   The walk turned into 1 1/2 hours. To get back home I had to stop every few feet so I wouldn’t pass out (well, that’s how it felt).

Time to stop ignoring the symptoms so I high-tailed it (in the car)  to my cardiologist and sat in the waiting room till they could fit me in.  Turns out Tallulah had to be cranked up a bit more.  As if she wasn’t cranky enough!

Bipolar Pacemaker!