It’s been 5 months since my dual bilateral pulmonary embolism. Even though my body is clear of clots, my legs have aged 40 years. I see my elderly grandmother Norma when I look at them. I’m still weak as I am just now able to open my own water bottles and sodas. I’m able to walk and get out of bed on my own, but it’s a struggle as I walk through mud.
Drake’s grandpa Tom called me at 7:15am to wish me a Happy Birthday and when I didn’t pick up, him and his wife sent me birthday wishes and a meme. They are so thoughtful for wishing us the best.
It’s weird how the people you least expect to be happy and excited for you and the ones that outshine the ones you thought should have. We’ll see how the day goes, I’m a big fan of physical and verbal wishes of luck.