Skip to main content

Monday's Miracle

 In 2007 I had my first major heart attack. I had horrible heart disease and did not know it.  Now we know it's completely from a genetic mutation I have called MTHFR gene mutation. It causes me to develop tumors on my adrenals which led to undiagnosed Cushing's Disease. 

I had 23 blockages in my heart so they did quintuple bypass surgery. Since then I have had well over 20 surgeries, 15 stents, lost my colon, went blind in my right eye, and suffered 4 strokes from a newly discovered PFO or hole in my heart between my atrium chambers. 

Nobody, and I mean dozens of cardiologists have not been able to open up these three main coronary arteries for the past 13 years. On Monday  at Wake Forest I had a new team of cardiac surgeons and cardiologist Interventional specialists perform a procedure called rotoblation in my heart. Literally a diamond head drill boring out closed vessels.

They opened up every artery that was plugged since 2007 that they had done all the bypasses for. All those bypass grafts are now  completely closed off and calcified and my body was absorbing them. I had a ICD implanted in May but it just made me feel worse because it forces my heart to beat properly but I wasn't getting blood flow in my heart. So it was like an engine being revved with no oil. Very painful. 

Before Monday I was literally dying and it was horrible. My congestive heart failure was off the charts and my lungs had been filling up with fluid over the past year. Today they are clear. Even if this surgery was successful I was still supposed to get a heart transplant according to the " algorithm" of my case history. 

Immediately  during the surgery I was able to breathe and the 13 year nonstop chest pain stopped. It is like a brand new heart to me it's incredible how well I feel how focused I am and it's just amazing God did a huge thing in my life. I can't even begin to describe how easily I can breathe now and I have no chest pain at all. No more nitro tabs. 

My brain is also like brand new. I suffered from confusion the past year that made it difficult for me to simply hold my own. Let alone be in public or drive. God guided their hands on Monday. This is a permanent fix. A  post cannot describe what we went thru or how much healing has just taken place in my body and mind. #sarcasmfreemessage #worshipmatters


Popular posts from this blog


July 21, 1861, Washingtonians trekked to the countryside near Manassas, Virginia, to watch Union and Confederate forces clash in the first major battle of the  American Civil War . Known in the North as the  First Battle of Bull Run  and in the South as the Battle of First Manassas, the military engagement also earned the nickname the “picnic battle” because spectators showed up with sandwiches and opera glasses. These onlookers, who included a number of U.S. congressmen, expected a victory for the Union and a swift end to the war that had begun three months before. Instead, the battle that day resulted in a bloody defeat for the Union and sent the picnickers scrambling to safety. On July 16, federal forces led by Brigadier General Irvin McDowell began marching from the nation’s capital toward the strategic railroad junction at Manassas, some 30 miles away, where Confederate troops commanded by General  Pierre G. T. Beauregard  had amassed. Five days later, ordinary citizens—along with

Who In The World Do You Think You Are?

A father said to his daughter “You graduated with honors, here is a car I acquired many years ago. It is several years old. But before I give it to you, take it to the used car lot downtown and tell them I want to sell it and see how much they offer you. The daughter went to the used car lot, returned to her father and said, “They offered me $1,000 because it looks very worn out.” The father said, ”Take it to the pawn shop.” The daughter went to the pawn shop, returned to her father and said, ”The pawn shop offered $100 because it was a very old car.” The father asked his daughter to go to a car club and show them the car. The daughter took the car to the club, returned and told her father,” Some people in the club offered $100,000 for it since it’s a Nissan Skyline R34, an iconic car and sought out after by many.” The father said to his daughter, ”The right place values you the right way,” If you are not valued, do not be angry, it means you are in the wrong place. Those who know your

The Skill of Social Perceptiveness

Being aware of others' reactions and understanding why they react as they do A long time ago a business mentor of mine began to talk to me about being aware of what others thought, heard, and observed. He told me that there were six sides to every conversation. 1. What I wanted to say. 2. What I think I said. 3. What I actually said. 4. What others wanted to hear. 5. What others thought they heard. 6. What others actually heard Over the past 25 years I have learned thru hard life lessons that my opinion and views were not always correct, and I could offend more people than I could win over by pushing my views too hard. I come from a very opinionated family that all attended church, and believed it was our way or no way. Through my early adult life I never had too many friends, and the ones I had came from a very similar upbringing. I grew up in a very rural Upstate NY town where nearly everyone was a white Christian. It wasn’t until I began working in a call center as a