Wake up call

Well the cat is out of the bag – as in the previous post by Tabitha – I gave my family a scare, I thought I was having a heart attack of sorts. I had some sort of chest pain that involved some pain or uneasiness feeling down my left arm – I ended up in the ER jabbed and prodded with a complementary stay at the hospital for 2 nights. I haven’t prayed in a long time. But all is well in Chhimi land – I don’t think I will put my family at that stress level again. I really hated the feeling of watching Erik cry or panic over not being able to hug Daddy – when I was injected with radioactive waste or something for a whole day. He actually made it at one point out of Mommy and Grandparents grasps and gave me a hug. This means healthier eating and physical activity/exercise for me.