The Pacemaker

Although I was retired and full of energy, My heartbeat was irregular and slow. They would beat slow, pause, and restart. I never saw it coming, but I was slowly dying. I passed out several times, but still was clueless. I quickly awaken after each pass-out, but there Was one occasion when I passed out in the kitchen. I was all alone and asleep on the kitchen floor, and my Son awakened me. Had I been home alone, I would have Surely died. Sometime after that incident and after turning 65, I went in for a physical exam. My primary doctor, among Other things, checked my heart and referred me to a cardiologist. The heart specialist spoke plain language to me with great analogy. The cardiologist informed me that our hearts come with a pacemaker, But mine was like a 6-cylinder engine with 2 or 3 spark plugs malfunctioning. Their solution was the insertion of a pacemaker that would greatly assist my Heart. With an 8-year life span, the pacemaker would interact with the heart. It would set the pace for the rate and number of beats per minute normally Required for me. I was reluctant to their remedy, but 6 months later, I was Provided a pacemaker. I tell you, she's the size of a wrist watch, and sitting Just below my left shoulder is a warrior, a tropper, a pace-setter who has been Fighting for me and my heart for 7 years, keeping us alive. With one pill and An aspirin a day, my pacemaker, expected to serve me for 8 years, is doing Just fine. God, the love of my life, is GOOD, and His Grace is sufficient. 051422PSCtest, How you live or have been healed from a difficult and challenging health condition, Angela Tune