I saw a cardiologist today. My appointment with her was moved from Monday. She had not looked at any of my test results before she saw me. I told her everyone else's concerns about the various tests. She glanced at them and did not act concerned. She has given me an event monitor to wear for thirty days. I'm supposed to try to capture the EKG that comes with the dizzy spells by pressing the "record" button if it happens. Then I can send the recording to her office over the phone. At this time she was not recommending any other tests. We briefly discussed a second stress test but not with any immediate plan to perform it. I'm supposed to go back to her office in three weeks. She thinks I should use supplements to help with the symptoms as needed. She admitted that any medication she could prescribe would lower my heartrate and therefore wouldn't be wise. After all the excitement of the last two weeks, I felt my appointment with her was anti-climatic. I'm grateful.

Late last week we started asking our friends and family for prayer. Since Friday afternoon I have been feeling better and better. Today I had total peace on the way to, and in, the doctor's office. My heart hasn't felt this normal in weeks. I am grateful. I feel covered by prayer. God's peace does surpass understanding.

My children seem sweeter. I find myself being willing to listen to their little tales longer. Life is precious but it can be hard to appreciate that when it feels crazy all the time. I've been given another "perspective check" over the last two weeks. I'm grateful.