A Very Unusual Week

Wednesday 18, 02:00 Am. Waking up with chest pain, discomfort, will pass, I will not wake her. I raised up and did go to the kitchen, pain increases. Sit and sigh.

She has a sixth sense, suddenly appears. What do you have? We go to the hospital! No weighting! Come on now.
Emergency, medical, examination, CTI.

Certain things that happen to us do not come by chance. They come to teach us. One is that life is not forever, it ends. And what you do with it is what matters.

God, or whatever name you want to give, extended my time. He gave me time to settle old grudges that never should have existed. Apologize again.

Gave me the opportunity to see real friends in bad times. They have not failed me. Renewed my faith in St. George, once again showed me the way.

This week I will do a procedure to repair two arteries of the heart. I'm not afraid of death; she is part of the wonder of life. I think I made ​​a good journey. With more correct answers than wrongs.

I'm sure I'll leave the hospital much better than I entered. And all this thanks to St. George, your prayers and good energy.

I only have two things to say: Thank you and up the back. You will still have to put up with me.

Marta Mars