<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:25:43.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart of a Honeybee</title><subtitle type='html'>Melissa&amp;#39;s courageous journey to Heart and Liver transplant


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account number  0049009411</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-7068454746326023532</id><published>2010-02-28T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:26:09.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello my friends,  I just wanted to let everyone know how I am doing. This past year has had it's ups and downs.  I have learned a lot about myself and what I really want in my life.  I think I am just like everyone else we want health and happiness.  This past super bowl Sunday I wasn't cheering on my Cardinals in Pittsburgh or most of all getting in trouble for it. :)  I was really thinking about is what I went through while being there and it brought tears to my eyes of all that I went through.  I am most proud of myself by doing what I really feel is right in my heart.  I always say follow your heart and I am happy I do that everyday.  My fluid still comes and goes and I am doing my best with that.  You never know what tomorrow will bring.  I thank everyone for all of your love and support and will keep you updated....    love honeybee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-7068454746326023532?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7068454746326023532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=7068454746326023532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7068454746326023532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7068454746326023532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-my-friends-i-just-wanted-to-let.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-6603964009451548313</id><published>2009-09-19T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:27:24.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, September 12, 2009</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s been a long time since we updated the Caring Bridge site. As&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows Melissa’s Heart/Liver transplant is on hold for awhile. (good&lt;br /&gt;news for her). Not a lot as changed with her medically. She still has to go in&lt;br /&gt;every few months and have a paracentesis. That’s because of her Protein losing&lt;br /&gt;enteropathy (PLE) Her potassium also stays at a critical level most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;So lots of potassium pills for her. The good news is that they took out&lt;br /&gt;Melissa’s pacemaker 8/10/09. We think it might be a worlds record for being in&lt;br /&gt;the longest. She had it put in 07/14/93. 16 years ago. They originally put it in&lt;br /&gt;because of her PLE. It was originally put in to increase her heart rate, which would help the&lt;br /&gt;heart pump faster and more efficiently. They were hoping it would help her PLE.&lt;br /&gt;As we all know it hasn’t helped much. Since the pacemaker was no longer working&lt;br /&gt;well, and it was so old they decided to remove it. We are all hoping for good&lt;br /&gt;results. We are also praying that Melissa continues to stay the same for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;She’s trying to stay strong and have a good attitude during this time of&lt;br /&gt;uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;We want to thank everyone for continued support, and all the prayers. I know&lt;br /&gt;everyone has there arms wrapped around her with all those hugs. We will continue&lt;br /&gt;to keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to all,&lt;br /&gt; Judy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-6603964009451548313?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6603964009451548313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=6603964009451548313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6603964009451548313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6603964009451548313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/09/saturday-september-12-2009.html' title='Saturday, September 12, 2009'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-8533083708687537680</id><published>2009-05-21T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:40:48.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two Pittsburgh- May 20, 2009</title><content type='html'>Today they met with the Liver doctors and the conversation was more of the same. The Liver team is second in line here and they have to follow what the heart team dictates. Since the heart is what is driving the transplant They too want to be responsible and watch her blood work and Quality of life. When things start changing they will list her. On another note, a new medicine is going for FDA approval soon that will help the liver. If it gets approved and they can buy time, she may not need a liver transplant when the time comes. Upon speaking with Melissa after her appointments today, I do believe she is pretty clear that she wants to wait also. I heard some relief. Thank you all for joining the cause, please stay tuned for more. Terri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-8533083708687537680?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8533083708687537680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=8533083708687537680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8533083708687537680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8533083708687537680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-two-pittsburgh-may-20-2009.html' title='Day Two Pittsburgh- May 20, 2009'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5491271876077351283</id><published>2009-05-19T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:48:58.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh May 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>Well, I was able to listen in on the phone call with the Dr’s in Pittsburgh.  Two of them spoke and I am going to write a synopsis of what they said.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, they really talked to Melissa about her quality of life.  What she does, how much she can do, what are her limitations, how often she has been in the hospital, her keen sense of knowing when there is something not exactly right with her blood work, and how she is managing her fluid retention and new medicines to handle the fluid.  They spoke of the risks involved.  Then they talked about the importance of balancing the risks.  They spoke about how much better she is today than one year ago with the change in medication.  (They changed a lot of medication when they first started talking transplant, trying to help Melissa manage the fluid retention).  The one Dr. asked her what her gut feeling was and she replied, “not to do it now”.  He stated that her gut feeling was right!  Her survival rate is about 80% for the first year.  Her 5 year survival rate is 75%.  Her ten year survival rate is 50%.  If they can keep her quality of life as is, then we can buy time.  Maybe, it will only be a few months, maybe it could be a few years.  Never the less we buy time!  They were sure that with Melissa’s knowing of her body and her gut feeling that she will know when the time is right.  There is another appointment tomorrow, but my feeling is that it will be more of the same.  They still need to take all of this to the committee and get back with us.  They are telling Melissa that the risks are high and that she hold the decision on when is the right time.  All she needs to do is make a call, jump on a plane and once in Pittsburgh they will list her.  I do believe this will be a long process.  Melissa is a bit overwhelmed to say the least.  It is a life or death decision and responsibility.  I know this girl, and I know she can do it.  She knows her body better than anyone I have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying……..keep writing………keep loving……..Terri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5491271876077351283?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5491271876077351283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5491271876077351283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5491271876077351283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5491271876077351283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/pittsburgh-may-19-2009.html' title='Pittsburgh May 19, 2009'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5041149711526677951</id><published>2009-04-23T08:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:38:01.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We got A call:</title><content type='html'>Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2½ long months we've finally heard from Pittsburgh. It has been very hard &lt;br /&gt;waiting for them to make a decision, especially when we thought it would be only a &lt;br /&gt;few weeks. Both Heart and Liver transplant teams met on Monday. The Liver &lt;br /&gt;transplant team decided it was a go on their end if the Heart transplant team is &lt;br /&gt;ready. They want us to travel back to Pittsburgh again so we can make a group &lt;br /&gt;decision and have us meet with all the Heart transplant Dr’s. They are saying &lt;br /&gt;she is a very high risk for the surgery because she is a congenital heart &lt;br /&gt;patient and has had 4 open heart surgeries. They are still not sure if she &lt;br /&gt;should have the surgery now while she is still some what healthy, or wait a year &lt;br /&gt;or so until she gets a little sicker. The risk is very high so they are trying &lt;br /&gt;to get the timing right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the plan is:&lt;br /&gt;1. For us to go to Pittsburgh in a few weeks, for conversation and possibly a few more test.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go over and be clear on the risks with all of the Heart Specialists,&lt;br /&gt;3. Help Melissa make a decision and go over it with her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the hardest parts of this is it’s not a simple straight up &lt;br /&gt;decision. It’s a life and death20decision that they want you to make. How can &lt;br /&gt;anyone know that answer. We all say to leave it in Gods hands which I truly have &lt;br /&gt;always believed. My question for everyone is what does that mean to you? Leave &lt;br /&gt;it in Gods hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother all you ever want is for your child to be happy and healthy. I want &lt;br /&gt;that for Melissa with all my heart. This is a decision that she shouldn’t have to &lt;br /&gt;make, but will have to. How many of us would be able to make that decision. &lt;br /&gt;Should we have the surgery now with the high risk? Should we wait a year or so? &lt;br /&gt;Will the risk be the same or higher? What would we do if we had a 80/20 chance? &lt;br /&gt;Would our answer be the same for us, or would we have a different answer if it &lt;br /&gt;were one of our children?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Melissa, I know that what ever decision you make it will be the right one. We &lt;br /&gt;will all stand behind you with our love and prayers. We will all have our arms &lt;br /&gt;wrapped around you with lots of hugs. We love you my Dear Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5041149711526677951?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5041149711526677951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5041149711526677951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5041149711526677951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5041149711526677951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-got-call_538.html' title='We got A call:'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5878379869548201511</id><published>2009-04-23T08:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:37:39.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We got A call:</title><content type='html'>Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2½ long months we've finally heard from Pittsburgh. It has been very hard &lt;br /&gt;waiting for them to make a decision, especially when we thought it would be only a &lt;br /&gt;few weeks. Both Heart and Liver transplant teams met on Monday. The Liver &lt;br /&gt;transplant team decided it was a go on their end if the Heart transplant team is &lt;br /&gt;ready. They want us to travel back to Pittsburgh again so we can make a group &lt;br /&gt;decision and have us meet with all the Heart transplant Dr’s. They are saying &lt;br /&gt;she is a very high risk for the surgery because she is a congenital heart &lt;br /&gt;patient and has had 4 open heart surgeries. They are still not sure if she &lt;br /&gt;should have the surgery now while she is still some what healthy, or wait a year &lt;br /&gt;or so until she gets a little sicker. The risk is very high so they are trying &lt;br /&gt;to get the timing right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the plan is:&lt;br /&gt;1. For us to go to Pittsburgh in a few weeks, for conversation and possibly a few more test.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go over and be clear on the risks with all of the Heart Specialists,&lt;br /&gt;3. Help Melissa make a decision and go over it with her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the hardest parts of this is it’s not a simple straight up &lt;br /&gt;decision. It’s a life and death20decision that they want you to make. How can &lt;br /&gt;anyone know that answer. We all say to leave it in Gods hands which I truly have &lt;br /&gt;always believed. My question for everyone is what does that mean to you? Leave &lt;br /&gt;it in Gods hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother all you ever want is for your child to be happy and healthy. I want &lt;br /&gt;that for Melissa with all my heart. This is a decision that she shouldn’t have to &lt;br /&gt;make, but will have to. How many of us would be able to make that decision. &lt;br /&gt;Should we have the surgery now with the high risk? Should we wait a year or so? &lt;br /&gt;Will the risk be the same or higher? What would we do if we had a 80/20 chance? &lt;br /&gt;Would our answer be the same for us, or would we have a different answer if it &lt;br /&gt;were one of our children?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Melissa, I know that what ever decision you make it will be the right one. We &lt;br /&gt;will all stand behind you with our love and prayers. We will all have our arms &lt;br /&gt;wrapped around you with lots of hugs. We love you my Dear Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5878379869548201511?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5878379869548201511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5878379869548201511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5878379869548201511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5878379869548201511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-got-call_23.html' title='We got A call:'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-1895538646101985241</id><published>2009-04-23T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:37:23.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We got A call:</title><content type='html'>Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2½ long months we've finally heard from Pittsburgh. It has been very hard &lt;br /&gt;waiting for them to make a decision, especially when we thought it would be only a &lt;br /&gt;few weeks. Both Heart and Liver transplant teams met on Monday. The Liver &lt;br /&gt;transplant team decided it was a go on their end if the Heart transplant team is &lt;br /&gt;ready. They want us to travel back to Pittsburgh again so we can make a group &lt;br /&gt;decision and have us meet with all the Heart transplant Dr’s. They are saying &lt;br /&gt;she is a very high risk for the surgery because she is a congenital heart &lt;br /&gt;patient and has had 4 open heart surgeries. They are still not sure if she &lt;br /&gt;should have the surgery now while she is still some what healthy, or wait a year &lt;br /&gt;or so until she gets a little sicker. The risk is very high so they are trying &lt;br /&gt;to get the timing right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the plan is:&lt;br /&gt;1. For us to go to Pittsburgh in a few weeks, for conversation and possibly a few more test.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go over and be clear on the risks with all of the Heart Specialists,&lt;br /&gt;3. Help Melissa make a decision and go over it with her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the hardest parts of this is it’s not a simple straight up &lt;br /&gt;decision. It’s a life and death20decision that they want you to make. How can &lt;br /&gt;anyone know that answer. We all say to leave it in Gods hands which I truly have &lt;br /&gt;always believed. My question for everyone is what does that mean to you? Leave &lt;br /&gt;it in Gods hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother all you ever want is for your child to be happy and healthy. I want &lt;br /&gt;that for Melissa with all my heart. This is a decision that she shouldn’t have to &lt;br /&gt;make, but will have to. How many of us would be able to make that decision. &lt;br /&gt;Should we have the surgery now with the high risk? Should we wait a year or so? &lt;br /&gt;Will the risk be the same or higher? What would we do if we had a 80/20 chance? &lt;br /&gt;Would our answer be the same for us, or would we have a different answer if it &lt;br /&gt;were one of our children?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Melissa, I know that what ever decision you make it will be the right one. We &lt;br /&gt;will all stand behind you with our love and prayers. We will all have our arms &lt;br /&gt;wrapped around you with lots of hugs. 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Well, I called the doctor in Pittsburgh on Friday and was told he was on vacation. Aren't they always on a vacation when we are waiting to hear news? So I will call on Tuesday just wanted to update everyone.....   Be safe on ST. Patty's Day  : ) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Honeybee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-7096293201906973678?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7096293201906973678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=7096293201906973678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7096293201906973678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7096293201906973678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-paddys-day.html' title='Happy St. Paddy&apos;s Day'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-3329866856720596824</id><published>2009-03-04T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T04:10:07.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gilbert Fire Department Poker Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/Sa5vlEJVu0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/C87LnK4rpK0/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/Sa5vlEJVu0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/C87LnK4rpK0/s320/083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309303693275151170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/Sa5vLg0C6cI/AAAAAAAAA28/xYsjhEN4Bhs/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/Sa5vLg0C6cI/AAAAAAAAA28/xYsjhEN4Bhs/s320/078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309303254293866946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big THANK YOU goes out to Mike Palmatier from the Gilbert Fire Department who threw a poker party in his garage to raise money for Melissa.  Melissa could not wait for this party.  She came in 5th and received some really good training from some die hard poker guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not say thank you enough for not only the money raised ($705.00), but also for the compassion and fun that you guys showed Melissa.  GFD  (once again) never lets you down.  I love you Guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is anyone else out there that wants to have a fund raising party please let us know, the money raised at this fun event is enough to fund a one month housing stay in Pittsburgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-3329866856720596824?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3329866856720596824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=3329866856720596824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3329866856720596824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3329866856720596824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/gilbert-fire-department-poker-night.html' title='Gilbert Fire Department Poker Night'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/Sa5vlEJVu0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/C87LnK4rpK0/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-1513808844147305472</id><published>2009-02-20T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:11:31.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Everyone- A note from Melissa</title><content type='html'> “Are they going to call??”   “Have they made a decision?”   “Are they still thinking about it?”  “What's going on, maybe just maybe they forgot me.”  HUH yeah right them forget about MELISSA? “Please, like that's really going to happen.”  This is going on my second week back home and I’m so excited that I live in Arizona and NOT Pittsburgh. There is nothing wrong with it there, I’m just a HOT KINDA GIRL.... Well, I mean I like it hot not cold! There are times I wanna write on here and let everyone know how I am doing. It's hard to write when I don’t even know how I am feeling. I have days when I feel pretty good and days I just wanna cry and don’t wanna talk about it. Then I turn right around and can’t stop thinking about it. While I was there I learned a very big lesson in life. That is to listen to your gut feelings and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Before, I went I thought to myself “I am strong, I am a tough girl, I can handle this.” I will go get my testing done, come home and wait for the call. Then when they call and tell me when I need to go I will move down there and wait. I will just keep waiting to get a new heart and liver. Then come right back home and feel great. One of the cardiologist said, to me, “Melissa your not going in to buy a new car, this is a life decision that could cost you your life.”  To me, I don’t feel like I am ready for this. Would you be ready to kiss your family one last time and go under this type of surgery? Cause that's what I would be doing if I said alright I wanna go ahead and do this. Nobody knows the out come of what this will be. We can all pray, and hope, and have a good feeling inside us. But, we really don’t know if I would make it. Is the risk really that worth it? I asked the doctor, if they call me and say that I need to have this surgery it’s time, but I say I am not ready yet, will I have another chance? He said, “Yes, that YOU need to be ready for this because YOU are the one going in for surgery, not anyone else but YOU, Melissa, has to make this choice.”  It won’t be up to my Mother or Father or anyone in my family. For the first time I felt like I got that control back. That I am the one who controls my own life. So I will wait for that call and once I get it I will let everyone know what they say. I just hope that I won’t let anyone down if I decide to wait until I am 100% ready. Please continue to pray and I thank everyone of you for all your help and support during this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your Honeybee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-1513808844147305472?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1513808844147305472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=1513808844147305472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1513808844147305472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1513808844147305472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-everyone-note-from-melissa.html' title='Hello Everyone- A note from Melissa'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-6546322636179462262</id><published>2009-02-06T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:43:25.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh Day 7</title><content type='html'>We had to be at the hospital at 0745 this morning. Her first test was an ECHO at 0800. During the ECHO Melissa had a student watching, his name was Sil, he had a heart/liver transplant 2 years and 5 months ago. He had a lot of encouraging words and told her what to expect. He told her that this week would be very stressful and when she was done to spend some time thinking about everything before making a decision. I think that she felt comfort from him. At 0915 Tracie Sabatine the Heart Transplant Coordinator took us to meet Dr. Tueteberg, Cardiologist. (man, was he cute). I stand corrected on Melissa's weight this week, on Monday she weighed 104. After everything that happened this week and all of the Zaroxolyn they gave her she is down to 93 lbs. That is a lot of water weight. Her little tummy and legs were really big yesterday, today she looks like a supermodel. This cardiologist told us more of the same, he talked about high risk because she has had 4 open hearts in the past and scar tissue, he also added that they may even push her back a year or two or even three depending on how the tests come out. He said they only pick people that are good candidates. I asked him about the emotional side of things and he said to expect a rollar-coaster. (that is an understatement)....He also added, "this will never be low risk, even in the best situation." He told her that neither organ is sick enough alone for a transplant, but together they may be. (Melissa's main problem is the Protein Losing Enteropathy, she loses protein into her digestive tract, and this is getting worse and can cause heart failure, that is why her weight changes so much. She goes into the hospital about once per month to have the fluid drained off of her tummy). When she is full of fluid like that, she gets short of breath and extreme fatigue. They don't want her to get too sick either, it is all about timing and balance." We asked the question, "how long can she go like she is, without the transplant?" We already knew the answer, they don't have a crystal ball. Melissa is so high risk that they are not sure that the risks outweigh the benefits. We will hold our breath until they get back to us with answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa was then taken to do an exercise stress test, she walked for a mile and a half. Whoo Hooo!! You Go Mel!! The girl told her she was amazing. She has no idea.............Amazing doesn't touch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to lunch, (how rude). Melissa could not eat because she was having a right heart cath in one hour. For all of you non medical people, that is a catheter that they put in your neck vein and run it down to check the pressures in your heart chambers. This is a real simple procedure that takes only about 15 mins. (On a normal person).......After about 1 1/2 hours, I started to panic....I walked back to ask the nurses if she was okay and they called back and advised me that they were having trouble with her anatomy, they tried and tried to get past the right atrium but could not. They wanted to use dye to be able to visualize, (HELL NO!!) they knew that they could not use it. I told them that we brought a CD with a pulmonary angiogram on it and they could look at it. Well, we had given it to the Cardiac Surgeon and they could not find it until Melissa had had enough. They did not sedate her before hand because "it only takes a few little minutes." Nothing seemed to go easy for her this week and she is extremely worn out and discouraged. We are all very tearful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Alexanders for dinner because we knew that the food was good, and we had taken enough chances this week. Thank you Ken (Melissa's dad) for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving tomorrow, can't say we are sad about that. Pittsburgh people have been so incredibly gracious, but we want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa, Judy, Tammi and I are so thankful for all of the support in words and prayers. Please don't stop them. Visit Melissa's caringbridge site to keep up and to leave her words of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.caringbridge.org/visit/melissarowland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-6546322636179462262?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6546322636179462262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=6546322636179462262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6546322636179462262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6546322636179462262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/pittsburgh-day-7.html' title='Pittsburgh Day 7'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-7180824906283879851</id><published>2009-02-05T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:31:28.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh Day 6</title><content type='html'>This morning Judy and Tammi took the shuttle while I updated the story and then I drove in to get them. We had to wait a long time to be discharged and while waiting we had a long visit with the Cardiac Social Worker. We found out that we can not stay at the family house when we come back unless it is mandated by the doctors that she is that close. (It is for short term stay, or mandated) This was rather upsetting to Judy because she is liking it here now. We will have a whole new search when we get back. This is a bit discouraging although, I know that everything will settle down when the stress of all of this is less and, we have made a lot of friends here who want to help. ( We are going to be doing some massive fund raising while they are in Pittsburgh). Well.... Melissa finally got out of the hospital at 3pm today. We came back to the family house and fixed up a bit. Then we went to the Pittsburgh Aviary to look at birds, it was a small diversion. The lady there told us where to eat, but it was not so good. We drove around Pittsburgh to look at the sights, and let me tell you.....it is difficult being the driver with 3 live navigators and two hand held navigators. I do need to offer the people of Pittsburgh an apology for my driving. I ran 2 red lights, went down the streets the wrong way, had people honking at me and I totally never know what lane to be in. I am sure the streets will be safer for all of you on Saturday. Although we all thought my bad driving was comical, it was not what Melissa had in mind for fun. She is still feeling a little shaky from the steroids and looking a little down. Actually down right sad. Melissa has the hardest decisions to make and is reeling with apprehension. Mind you, she has not even been accepted yet. The risks of taking a chance on surgery are scary and the risks of doing nothing are scary. Judy is completely overwhelmed about how it will all work out. Melissa's life, where they will live, how she will get around in this strange city and what will happen to her job while she is gone. I wish I knew the answers, but all we can do is pray........ Please continue your prayers and good thoughts. Thank you all for the notes. T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-7180824906283879851?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7180824906283879851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=7180824906283879851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7180824906283879851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7180824906283879851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/pittsburgh-day-6.html' title='Pittsburgh Day 6'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-2874350296150523216</id><published>2009-02-05T05:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:43:59.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh Day 5</title><content type='html'>I am not sure how to start this note today, except to say it was a hard day to say the least. We have today off, hopefully. Yesterday we started at the Liver Clinic, first person we met was Zola. Zola was born at Presby Hospital and then worked there her entire life, now she is volunteering. Her job was to place us in this little room and coordinate all of the people who needed to see us. This lady was VERY energetic, to say the least. Next person was a retired Dentist/now volunteer who had a liver transplant 20 years ago. He is doing really well now, he needed to take Melissa's picture for her medical record. (curious).... Then the Liver Anesthesia Dr. came in and he asked more questions, did an exam. The he talked about his part in the surgery. Every time someone comes in the room, they give us all the dirty details about what will happen, all of the complications that could happen and then end it with, IF you make it, your life will be so different. Extremely scary, yet needed for us to process what is really going on. He added a Pulmonary Function Test to the list. Next in was a blood draw lady, they have to a blood type test twice. She got her on the first stick. Yea...this is the highlight of Melissa's day. Then comes Dr. Paulo Fontes, Director and Transplant Surgeon, this man is beautiful.........he spoke so kindly, yet so honest to us about Melissa. He read her reports, added a few test, did an exam, talked about scars. He says he needs to know Melissa very well. He said, "We need a game plan, here it is. We need to make sure that the surgery is indicated, make sure it is safe, and then make sure it is do-able." Size will be an issue, she will need to be listed on the pediatric list as well as the adult list, pediatric donors go to pediatric patients first. Unless, it is a very small adult it will be a longer wait ....And he said, "Most Americans are all big and fat". He told us that the surgery will be very long. They will start with lines everywhere, both groins, neck, radial arteries, veins, etc...... They will do the heart first, it will take about 4 hours, when they are done they will leave her chest open and the Liver team will come in and asses the situation, hemodynamics, risks, complications and decide if they feel she will survive from a heart standpoint, and if she can tolerate the Liver surgery. If not an alternate would be on standby that needed just a liver and they would give it to them. At this point they would sew up the chest and send her to ICU, if she survives she would be right back on the liver list again. You can have two separate donors, it is just not ideal. If she is stable and looking good, the Liver team takes over for 7 more hours of surgery. He was happy to see how healthy Melissa is. Then he talked real frank about life. He said, "It takes a special person to live with this kind of sickness. Some people complain about a bad hair day. Waiting time for a heart is not so long, and being double listed bumps her up on the list. He said that we need to be prepared for anything, being called then again being sent home, even death". This is of a magnitude and complexity that we have not known, and believe me Melissa has been through a lot. He said, "We are playing Major league now." He said, "we have done 13,000 transplants here and there is no routine patient." Then he talked about outcomes and everything she needs to do for the rest of her life. ( Not room for this in this note). When he left the room, we all had a good cry. Wow, a lot to take in. Then Zola whisked us to the radiology department for Melissa's CT scan. She went to Interventional Radiology for a micro puncture IV that they put in under x-ray. She drank her gallon of barium, and off she went to get her CT scan. Judy, Tammi and I are sitting in the waiting talking, I hear them call a "condition c" which I had figured out already meant "code" here. They called it to radiology ct room, Judy and Tammi didn't hear it and I was thinking to myself, surely that is not her. A few minutes later they were coming to get us, I asked the lady, "does the doctor want to talk to us?", she gave me that hesitant smile, like I can't tell you, but something bad happened. When we all go to the door, she told us that Melissa was having a allergic reaction to contrast and they were taking her to the emergency department. We got in the room and I saw the scariest sight ever, Melissa's face looked like someone was chocking her, she was the brightest red you ever saw, her face was swollen, she was having severe chest pain and shortness of breath. Along with shaking and crying. She was so scared. I have not seen someone have an allergic reaction like that after being pre-medicated. There were 30 people in the room, which is very intimidating on this side of things. They quickly got her to the ER. While in the ER they did a EKG and compared to the one of the day before and it was showing changes. They immediately did more blood work to rule out a heart attack. They admitted her to the hospital and we slowly watched her get back to her normal color. All the tests came back normal and she felt a little better. She has recovered from this reaction physically, but emotionally she has not. We talked a lot about her dying and she is very scared to die. We all are very scared. I know at this point most people are saying, "keep positive, be strong, la, la, la" But fear is really big now and we are giving some attention to what is. Then we will regain our positive march. Judy and Tammi are taking the shuttle this morning and I am writing this note and then picking them up. I think that we all slept for the first night last night. We are looking forward to a calmer day, hopefully seeing a museum (that is what Melissa wants). Please keep us in your prayers. Thank you all for the continued words of love and support. Terri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-2874350296150523216?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2874350296150523216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=2874350296150523216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/2874350296150523216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/2874350296150523216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/pittsburgh-day-5.html' title='Pittsburgh Day 5'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-1464690494959039976</id><published>2009-02-03T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:18:53.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh Day 4</title><content type='html'>Today turned out to be a much better day. We started out a little earlier and went to Presbyterian Hospital. Our first appointment was with a Dr. that didn't show because they just got a transplant donor. (Kind of exciting), the next Dr. didn't show either, finally Dr. Toyota came in and we could hardly understand a word he was saying. He was kind and funny. He gave us the risks (80% chance of surgery survival, 85% survival 1 year), talked about the surgery, he talked about her scars, he told us how he felt about doing it, which was pretty good. He said it would take about 11 hours to do the surgery, the heart first, then liver. They have done about 15 to 20 heart/liver transplants with excellent outcomes. Then Tracie came in and she is the Heart Transplant Coordinator. She told us how we would be listed, (which we are not yet), that Melissa will have to be at the hospital within 3 hours of call, there are some times when people are called and they don't get the organ for various reasons. Then we walked to Radiology, (while we were there one of our new friends from the Superbowl party showed up to give support) In Radiology she got a carotid Doppler, peripheral Doppler, chest x-ray, EKG. Then they gave her the barium for the CT scan with/without dye. She drank almost all of the barium and then they took her in to start an IV, as he was getting her history, he asked her if she had had a CT with dye before and how it went, Melissa told him it went well, she just had a little itching and they gave her benadryl. SOUND THE ALARMS !!!! They immediately canceled the test until tomorrow. Sent her home to pre medicate with prednisone. Well, she didn't have to finish the barium, and that made her jump for joy. Also, that meant we were done at 2:30p. Went to lunch and then we have been hanging out, making connections and fund raising. I did take some pictures (legally) of the house we are staying in. (This is for you Jeff)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-1464690494959039976?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1464690494959039976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=1464690494959039976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1464690494959039976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1464690494959039976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/pittsburgh-day-4.html' title='Pittsburgh Day 4'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-1994398431452081397</id><published>2009-02-03T15:09:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:12:10.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh Day 3</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday was day 3 ( are we sure about this? felt like day 999). We thought that this day would be pretty easy, talk to the shrink, get some info, see the Liver Doctor. We showed up at Montefiore Hospital at 0900, first off Melissa saw the shrink, (as she calls it) her name is Ginger and she really liked her, they had a great talk that we were not privilege to. Her appointments were originally scheduled with plenty of time in between, which we were glad to be able to eat, rest, whatever. Well, several people canceled their appointments and Melissa ended up going back to back all day. The next step was to have her blood drawn, (just for liver mind you). She is an incredibly hard stick but luckily they only had to stick her 4 times to get the 33 vials of blood (not exaggerating). Mind you she is only 92 pounds and they took half of her body weight in blood. She was not feeling too good after this. Then they rushed her into the Social Worker Kim's office, nice lady gave us all sorts of information about everything social. She even gave a talk about how to fund raise. (Apparently, she doesn't know me). Super nice lady, very helpful and sweet. Next appointment was with the Liver Guy, Dr. Chopra, very funny, worked at Mayo in Scottsdale for awhile, thinks are weather is terrible. When we first went in we met Karen, she will be our Transplant Coordinator for the Liver side of things. Lots of information, questions, life history. It is like being in a whirlwind, and Melissa was not feeling so good. When the Liver guy got her labs, her potassium was only 2.7. She immediately downed 4 big potassium pills and when her appointment was over they escorted us via wheelchair to the emergency department for her to be tested again. Tammi and I sat in the waiting room while Judy went back with her. Melissa was ready to cancel the whole deal right here. While I was waiting in the waiting room, I was talking on the phone to my mom, I realized that I hadn't taken any pictures all day, so I took a quick picture of the emergency department sign, when suddenly I had a encounter with the law........I got to meet my first mean person in Pittsburgh. A 6 foot 4 inch, 300 pound grouchy man was suddenly in my face, he said he was taking my camera. What??? This was serious, like I pulled a gun out or something. I was freaking out and said, "no, you can't have my camera, I am not from here, blah, blah, blah". He very sternly marched me out of the hospital backwards. I was stunned to say the least. Finally, after about 30 min he let me back in and took my camera until we were ready to leave. We sold bracelets to the Dr.s and Nurses in the ER. We went to Paneras for dinner, watched the bachelor and went to bed. Today is the Cardiac side of things. Thanks for all of the notes of support and friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-1994398431452081397?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1994398431452081397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=1994398431452081397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1994398431452081397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1994398431452081397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/pittsburgh-day-3-so-yesterday-was-day-3.html' title='Pittsburgh Day 3'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-6663533814518470470</id><published>2009-02-03T15:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:11:17.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh Day 2</title><content type='html'>Today was certainly a difficult day. We started out getting ready for church and then the sudden realization of what we are doing here in Pittsburgh really set in. I won't go into detail about this, but there was some flooding of emotion to say the least. We never made it to church. We went to Starbucks for coffee and then to a bagel store for breakfast. Then we figured out how to use Judy's navigator. This was a real learning experience while driving the streets of Pittsburgh. (4 women in the car who were already strung tightly). Oh yeah, funny moment.....They have a lot of one way streets here. I found that out while going down one the wrong way. (It is amazing how laughter can ease the tension). Then we went to look at the other family houses. The one we are at feels like a old folks home or a hospice. Well, after looking, they all have the same feel. This is very discouraging to Judy and Melissa. We finally found a Sushi place and man did we eat. Well, except Judy....she didn't like the raw idea, but I do have to give her credit for trying. We bought some groceries and headed back to the house. Everyone in the house was getting ready for the Superbowl, hanging out in the kitchen was not our idea of fun. So, we walked next door to the Marriott to watch the game....boring. Nobody was there, so Tammi and I decided Melissa needed a little reprieve. We ask the guy at the Marriott where to go, he directed two blocks down to a bar called Silky's. It was rather intimidating at first, but we walked in and got invited to sit at a table with some incredibly gracious people. We had a much needed good time, and let me tell you about the people in Pittsburgh.....my goodness they are nice. We have met so many people here already, met a guy whose dad had a heart transplant, a guy who works with the transplant team, a Realtor, students.....Everyone here has a connection to this hospital and pride in their city. Incredibly heart warming. We were given business cards, phone numbers and offers of everything from a home cooked meal, help with rides, apartment hunting and marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-6663533814518470470?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6663533814518470470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=6663533814518470470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6663533814518470470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6663533814518470470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-certainly-difficult-day.html' title='Pittsburgh Day 2'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-6775072957534377964</id><published>2009-02-03T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:12:55.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh Day 1</title><content type='html'>Good Morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Brrrrrr', man is it cold here. But contrary to popular belief the people are incredibly nice. We got in about 4pm, I had heard from someone on the plane that the biggest storm of the century was coming on Mon or Tues. When we got the the rental car counter I insisted on a four wheel drive. (fear here). I haven't driven in snow in 21 years. Yikes!!! (My name is on the donation account so I have to be the driver). It was double the price. I didn't care. We get in the Nissan Xterra, and Aunt Judy has a navigation tool, that we can't get to work in Pittsburgh. So, luckily, Tammi has one on her phone. We got to the family house with little problem. (little doesn't mean none). Then we went to a parking garage, that didn't belong to the family house. We got stuck inside, Tammi had to get out and push the button on the in side so we could go out the wrong way. This may have been the first time we all almost wet our pants. Then we got to the house and heard all of the 'RULES' many, many rules. We finally get up to our room and we all decided that the house had a hospice feel. None of us like this. The emotion of it all came flooding in. We decided to go out to dinner. So, again we are navigating through the town to find a Italian place. We didn't go to far and found Alexanders. the food was pretty good, wait was really long. Service was excellent. We told them we were staying at the Family House and immediately they got even friendlier. Invited us back to watch the Superbowl. Some guy in the next booth, was willing to leave his date and talk to us about the night life. I think if Tammi would have wanted to go, he would have left his date there and taken us to the bar. Whew!! Then we came back to the dorm and went to bed. We want to see a little of Pittsburgh today, we are starting with Church. I have a facebook connection for church about 6 miles from here. We'll keep in touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-6775072957534377964?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6775072957534377964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=6775072957534377964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6775072957534377964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6775072957534377964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-morning-brrrrrr-man-is-it-cold.html' title='Pittsburgh Day 1'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-4102636781056429600</id><published>2009-01-08T04:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T04:50:54.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beautiful Day, so much going on. Melissa got her 'for sure' acceptance from Pittsburgh, so now we are just waiting for the date, hopefully by tomorrow or the next day we will know for sure when we go. We will be in Pittsburgh for a week of testing, then they once again have to accept her with the current results, then Judy, Melissa and the Doctors decide when to move, once she has moved to Pittsburgh she is on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BRACELETS arrived. Yea! I have 1,000 bracelets selling them for $5.00 a piece. Please let me know who and how many, just email me. They turned out really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The account is already showing donations coming in. I am so appreciative. There is no way to see who is giving what so I want to thank everyone right now from the bottom of my left ventricle. My goal is to raise $40,000 dollars from now until they come home from Pittsburgh new heart and liver tucked tightly into her precious little body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again the bank information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;I Marshall &amp; Ilsley Bank&lt;br /&gt;1481 E. Williams Field Rd.&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert,AZ 85295&lt;br /&gt;480-224-4964&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;account number&lt;br /&gt;0049009411&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My email is azwolfpac5@aol.com&lt;br /&gt;my cell phone is 480-236-6524&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-4102636781056429600?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/4102636781056429600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=4102636781056429600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4102636781056429600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4102636781056429600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-day-so-much-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-1846178563386511932</id><published>2009-01-03T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:41:20.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, here is the bracelet.  They are black with yellow writing.  I can't wait to wear one or seven???  I will let everyone know when they are out.  Anyone interested in t-shirts?  I could make some of those too.  I will look at prices.  Terri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-1846178563386511932?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1846178563386511932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=1846178563386511932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1846178563386511932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1846178563386511932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-here-is-bracelet.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-6518617993370649047</id><published>2009-01-03T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:39:11.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SV94hvFPDdI/AAAAAAAAAsc/m_pfFkXxujI/s1600-h/9667-PROOFhoneybeeheartfoundation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SV94hvFPDdI/AAAAAAAAAsc/m_pfFkXxujI/s400/9667-PROOFhoneybeeheartfoundation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077008525692370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I set up a donation account for 'Transplant Travel, Housing and Food Expenses. It is at M&amp;I Bank and the account number is 0049009411. Anyone can make a donation by giving the account number. It is not a tax deductible account at this point. I am still in the beginning of starting a Non Profit Organization. We will let everyone know as that gets closer. We ordered bracelets that are so cute, we will sell them for $5.00 a piece. Please tell everyone you know about Melissa (like I know you all ready have) and feel free to give this site so that people can be with this team of great supporters. I will post a picture of the bracelets in a week or so. I can't tell you how amazing you all have been keeping Melissa and Judys spirits lifted. Life is so much easier with a circle of love wrapped tightly around you. We have that and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-6518617993370649047?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6518617993370649047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=6518617993370649047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6518617993370649047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6518617993370649047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-friends-and-family-today.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SV94hvFPDdI/AAAAAAAAAsc/m_pfFkXxujI/s72-c/9667-PROOFhoneybeeheartfoundation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-6012407683751533151</id><published>2008-12-19T16:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:11:16.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays Everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell everyone hello and that I hope all of you are enjoying your Holiday Season. I am doing really great and have been feeling pretty good. I still get fluid on me but, I am able to manage it with my medicine. I have been getting involved with my church and have been going every Sunday. It seems to really help me to be more calm and to have 'hope'. I know that what I have to go through is very scary for my family and friends. I know that I will be just fine and everything will work out. I've been having to give a lot of my medical stuff to my Mother, and my Cousin is organizing the fund raising for my 'Honeybee Heart Foundation'. It has taken a load off of me cause the last thing I want is more stress. I truly am looking forward to getting my new heart and liver cause I know my life will CHANGE.'It's about darn time' : ) I have a vision board where I have things that I am looking forward to after my transplant. This keeps me focused and positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share a little story with all of you. The other night I was laying by the Christmas tree and I told my Mom, 'wouldn't you be shocked if the day after my surgery I got up and told you that I wanted to go for a walk around the nurses station?' She laughed and said, 'now Melissa you are going to be in way to much pain to do that.' So you know me I will have to prove her wrong as I have done soooo many times before. Thank you all for the support, the love, prayers and most of all your kind words in my guest book...&lt;br /&gt;love, Honeybee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-6012407683751533151?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6012407683751533151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=6012407683751533151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6012407683751533151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6012407683751533151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays-everyone-i-just-wanted_19.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-4343942527943687595</id><published>2008-12-19T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:11:06.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays Everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell everyone hello and that I hope all of you are enjoying your Holiday Season. I am doing really great and have been feeling pretty good. I still get fluid on me but, I am able to manage it with my medicine. I have been getting involved with my church and have been going every Sunday. It seems to really help me to be more calm and to have 'hope'. I know that what I have to go through is very scary for my family and friends. I know that I will be just fine and everything will work out. I've been having to give a lot of my medical stuff to my Mother, and my Cousin is organizing the fund raising for my 'Honeybee Heart Foundation'. It has taken a load off of me cause the last thing I want is more stress. I truly am looking forward to getting my new heart and liver cause I know my life will CHANGE.'It's about darn time' : ) I have a vision board where I have things that I am looking forward to after my transplant. This keeps me focused and positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share a little story with all of you. The other night I was laying by the Christmas tree and I told my Mom, 'wouldn't you be shocked if the day after my surgery I got up and told you that I wanted to go for a walk around the nurses station?' She laughed and said, 'now Melissa you are going to be in way to much pain to do that.' So you know me I will have to prove her wrong as I have done soooo many times before. Thank you all for the support, the love, prayers and most of all your kind words in my guest book...&lt;br /&gt;love, Honeybee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-4343942527943687595?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/4343942527943687595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=4343942527943687595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4343942527943687595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4343942527943687595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays-everyone-i-just-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-7708589583685352049</id><published>2008-12-16T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:23:03.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great News All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have gotten approval from Banner for Melissa to go to Pittsburgh. We have tentatively planned for the 24th of January. We are elated, Christmas gifts came early in the way of this great news. We will keep you updated on everything as it arises. Until then........ Have a great Holiday.........kiss and hug everyone that means anything to you. Give the gift of your presence and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-7708589583685352049?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7708589583685352049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=7708589583685352049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7708589583685352049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7708589583685352049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-news-all-we-have-gotten-approval.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-8760991755589301194</id><published>2008-12-14T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T07:27:12.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays to all of our Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short update on Melissa. We think we are nearing completion on the insurance mess. We have been gratefully turned down by the last 'in network' hospital who 'thinks they may want to try a heart/liver'. Just waiting now for the approval from Banner. Then we will be arranging our trip to Pittsburgh. Hopefully, this will happen sometime in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fund raising account has been set up, however, it is not a tax deductible account at this time. Really cool bracelets have been ordered and will be here in 4 weeks. Yeah! We will be fund raising hard once the plan is in hand. We have all sorts of things planned. Thank you all for your continued support for Melissa. Make your Holidays Happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-8760991755589301194?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8760991755589301194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=8760991755589301194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8760991755589301194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8760991755589301194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays-to-all-of-our-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-7698920982123006125</id><published>2008-11-18T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:18:23.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is Tuesday November 18.  It has been awhile since we have updated.  Judy has been busy calling every heart and lung program this side of the world, and to no avail.  We are still going to Pittsburgh.  We will probably make plans for sometime after the first of the year. That said Melissa has been doing really well.   Yesterday was the first time since August that she needed a paracentesis.  Shawn took her to the Mayo Clinic for the day.  He told me that they tried 18 times to get an IV before finally getting one.  Melissa claims, “I am one tough girl”.  Her Potassium was low and she could feel it in her body before going to the Mayo, so she took extra before leaving.  Upon arriving she had blood work, then the paracentesis.  It was quiet painful this time because they didn’t think she had as much fluid as the times before.   Emily was her nurse today and Melissa likes her a lot.   They were able to pull 2.2 liters of flu id from her belly.  (Barbara Sullivan and Dr. Steidley came by to visit).  Melissa gets so much relief from this procedure once it is over.  Her blood pressure was 90/50 and her Potassium was 3.4.  She is feeling good about these numbers.  However, her Albumin was very low at 2.0 so they started an Albumin infusion.  Melissa states, “I am so happy my day is over and I am on with the rest of my beautiful week.  Love you all and thank you Shawn for being there for me and the talk on our drive back home.  Love you all very much”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-7698920982123006125?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7698920982123006125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=7698920982123006125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7698920982123006125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7698920982123006125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-tuesday-november-18.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5073988559071069238</id><published>2008-10-31T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:56:32.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Scuttle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SQsqaUanYtI/AAAAAAAAAaE/2jGz-aYvhw4/s1600-h/clownday+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SQsqaUanYtI/AAAAAAAAAaE/2jGz-aYvhw4/s200/clownday+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347221157864146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update....Judy heard from the insurance lady again and apparently there are 3 other hospitals in the network for us to look at.  (personally, I think she called them and asked if they do heart and liver transplants? Yes, we do heart, and yes we do liver.  I don't believe that they do both at the same time, our docs would have known about these options).  We also heard that USC in California is out.  Dr. Steidley is checking into the other 3 but, he still thinks that Pittsburgh is our option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a fun note, Melissa's sister and nieces were in town this past weekend.  We enjoyed some quality family time.  It felt great to be together.  Until next time....................Terri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5073988559071069238?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5073988559071069238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5073988559071069238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5073988559071069238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5073988559071069238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-scuttle.html' title='More Scuttle'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SQsqaUanYtI/AAAAAAAAAaE/2jGz-aYvhw4/s72-c/clownday+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-3282328994069173154</id><published>2008-10-23T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:15:58.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I need to explain a little better about the insurance part of this, since I've had some calls.  Blue Cross, Blue Shield is Melissa's primary insurance.  Banner is her secondary insurance.  So, it would be better to go in network with both.  (We will have more benefits).  If USC says "NO" then we will go to Pittsburgh and Banner may help since we've exhausted all other in network options.  I know this is confusing.  Let me know if you need further info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-3282328994069173154?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3282328994069173154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=3282328994069173154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3282328994069173154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3282328994069173154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-to-explain-little-better-about.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-1953821475253427418</id><published>2008-10-23T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:49:20.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good Morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Melissa had an appointment at the Cardiologists office.  She is doing pretty good.  Her B/P was 80/50, Potassium was 3.5 (a little low) her O2 Sat was 94%.  Her test that was done on her overnight O2 sat had good results &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/u&gt;the Oxygen.  She is getting used to the Rivatio, (less headaches). She is carrying a bit of fluid on her, but not enough to do a pericentisis.  This is wonderful, she has not been tapped since August.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;About Pittsburgh, there has been a bit of a Insurance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;sna-foo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.  Seems Pittsburgh is out of network so we are now looking at the only hospital that does Heart/Liver in the Banner network.  It is the University of Southern California.  The Doctors are going to investigate this week.  If they accept her we will go there for an interview, if not we are going to Pittsburgh.  So, we are still in a holding pattern.  Please keep writing to Melissa, it is daunting to be in this see-saw state.  Your messages and prayers are a constant uplift for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-1953821475253427418?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1953821475253427418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=1953821475253427418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1953821475253427418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1953821475253427418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-morning-yesterday-melissa-had.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5760015933412958405</id><published>2008-10-19T18:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:10:30.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="table43" style="table-layout: fixed;" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="textTimeHeader" valign="top" height="20"&gt;THURSDAY, OCTOBER 09, 2008 10:53 AM, CDT                             &lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                         &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textNormal12"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto;"&gt;                                                              &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0033cc;"&gt;Melissa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0033cc;"&gt;Congratulations on finding such a positive way to calm your anxiety.  You never stop amazing me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0033cc;"&gt;Time and time again you have proven your self knowledge with your medications, I know of no other person who can sense the chemistry of their body like you do. &lt;span style="color:#3333cc;"&gt;By never second guessing yourself and keeping in good communication with your Doctors you are a shoe in for the perfect patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                           &lt;/div&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                         &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textNormal12"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5760015933412958405?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5760015933412958405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5760015933412958405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5760015933412958405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5760015933412958405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/thursday-october-09-2008-1053-am-cdt.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-3435748351871700323</id><published>2008-10-19T18:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:10:03.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="table43" style="table-layout: fixed;" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="25"&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                                              &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textTimeHeader" valign="top" height="20"&gt;                                 THURSDAY, OCTOBER 09, 2008 10:41 AM, CDT                             &lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                         &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textNormal12"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto;"&gt;                                                              &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#008000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I need to to write this because this happened yesterday. I was doing really good in the morning and suddenly I started to feel extremely anxious. It was about 1:15 PM and I knew I had my second appointment with the Psychiatrist. I knew I had to tell her that I had decided to go off my antidepresant medicine that I had been on for a month. The reason I went off of it is because I felt it was making me feel worse. I was getting very depressed and crying daily and just didn't feel like myself. I was getting anxious cause I was worried she'd get mad at me. My heart was racing my body was feeling so shakey I felt scared inside I didnt want her to be upset with me. I knew I would have to leave in an hour or so. I took a deep breath and put in my DVD of the Madonna concert Confession Tour 2007 that I went to. I turned it up full blast and watched it and danced for about an hour. While I was dancing I started to cry cause I didnt feel that anxiety anymore. I was so HAPPY that I took control of how I was feeling and turned it around with something I love... I hope that next time this happens I will take that deep breath and dance my little tushie off.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;love. honeybee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-3435748351871700323?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3435748351871700323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=3435748351871700323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3435748351871700323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3435748351871700323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/thursday-october-09-2008-1041-am-cdt-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-3447606136715240090</id><published>2008-10-19T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:09:36.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="table43" style="table-layout: fixed;" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="textTimeHeader" valign="top" height="20"&gt;TUESDAY, OCTOBER 07, 2008 06:58 PM, CDT                             &lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                         &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textNormal12"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto;"&gt; More tiny bits of information came today. Dr. Steidley talked to Judy and I about Mayo Clinic "shying" away from accepting Melissa. He said it is still an option but..........Lots of hesitation. He said that they are nervous about the Protein Losing Enteropathy. This increases your risks for healing. Melissa says that she isn't some people, and they haven't seen how good she can heal. (Little Miss Sassy Pants) So far, Pittsburgh, (see I can spell it) has not batted an eye at anything. We are moving forward with Pittsburgh for now with Mayo still on the back burner as choice number 2. Meanwhile, my Melissa is doing a lot better. We are not sure why, she started a new medicine and O2 at night, but it was only a week ago. She has been doing well since her last tap. She had her last tap in August. It makes me sure that all of the praying and love sending that all of us are doing is really working. Keep it coming!! Love to All. &lt;/div&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                         &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textNormal12"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-3447606136715240090?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3447606136715240090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=3447606136715240090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3447606136715240090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3447606136715240090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/tuesday-october-07-2008-0658-pm-cdt.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-4183255237420193592</id><published>2008-10-19T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:09:14.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Morning All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must apologize for my spelling in the last few notes.  (Now I know how to spell Pittsburgh and Minnesota)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-4183255237420193592?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/4183255237420193592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=4183255237420193592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4183255237420193592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4183255237420193592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-morning-all-i-must-apologize-for.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-4688543638129547858</id><published>2008-10-19T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:08:50.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MONDAY, OCTOBER 06, 2008 03:17 PM, CDT                                                                                                            &lt;div style="overflow: auto;"&gt; Small update today, The University of Pittsburgh called for more medical information from Judy. (it looks like we are moving forward in that direction) Melissa talked with the Nurse Pract. who is on her case and she said that UCLA is a NO. So we can mark that off of the list. I found out a bunch of information on making a tax deductible site for fund raising to help the family with Transportation, food and lodging. More info to come on that. Melissa's next appt was supposed to be on the 14th, but they changed it to the 28th. Have a great day. Terri &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-4688543638129547858?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/4688543638129547858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=4688543638129547858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4688543638129547858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4688543638129547858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-october-06-2008-0317-pm-cdt.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-8708828804536205453</id><published>2008-10-05T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:56:30.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY, OCTOBER 05, 2008 09:03 AM, CDT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; How am I doing with everything that's going on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; As I talk to my life coach on a daily basis and who keeps me going on. Terri, is helping me more then she will ever know. She sometimes ask me questions that I have never even thought about. Or will ask me questions that I don't wanna write about. But, I never put things in here that I don't want people to read or know about me. I know she loves when I write in here cause she knows I will always tell the truth on how I really am doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So how do I feel about somebody having to die for me to live? WOW..... That's really personal and very deep but, I love the challenge of really thinking about something so deep. Well, I have always known that God has a plan for all of us. I think God already knows who's heart I will be lucky enough to get. I believe he is holding on to that person right now cause they still have work to do here on earth. Then when the day comes when he needs more help up there he will be bring them to heaven. Then I will get their loving heart inside of me and will continue to do what I need to do here on earth until I am ready to go up to heaven where I will be home forever. Just waiting until I see all of you there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do I wanna meet the family who's loved one passed on? Of course I do..... I wanna them to know that I will never forget that person and they are still living on inside of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I know my Mom will want to know if they keep their room clean cause maybe I will get that from them.. j/k)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will ONLY meet them if they ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I a organ donor? YES, but I don't know what I could give away since for some reason I need a lot of them right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do I feel like I have a responsibility to the donor? NO, cause I know I will treat that heart and liver so good. I didn't go through all of this to mess it up. I will be forever grateful for my new heart and liver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks to my life coach, and I will put you in my book and pray that one day it will be published and be on OPRAH.... Ok, a girl can wish.... :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HONEYBEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-8708828804536205453?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8708828804536205453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=8708828804536205453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8708828804536205453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8708828804536205453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-october-05-2008-0903-am-cdt.html' title='SUNDAY, OCTOBER 05, 2008 09:03 AM, CDT'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-1213740168672348093</id><published>2008-10-05T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:53:59.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter From Judy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;My Dear Sweet Girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I know these past few months have been so hard. There has been so many things going on. With all the Doctor appointments, the test. Trying to adjust to different medications, and now wearing oxygen at night. You are so amazing. You've let people into your life, and shared your personal feelings. Not everyone would be able to do that. Just know that you have helped people think about their own lives, and what rewarding things they might do in there future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I will be honest, as a mother I am so scared and worried. I tell myself things will be OK, but the fear of uncertainty slips in. I pray so hard that things will be alright. I know that deep in my heart it will be, but it's that unknown that we fear so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I know that Melissa will receive a heart/liver from someone who must be a very special, and loving person. It will be their one last gift to give. I know it will be honored and cherished forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I've seen the powers of prayers and how they have worked.  So thank you everyone for your love, prayers, and caring thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Judy                                                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-1213740168672348093?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1213740168672348093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=1213740168672348093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1213740168672348093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1213740168672348093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/letter-from-judy.html' title='Letter From Judy'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-3680126511369079911</id><published>2008-10-05T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:52:55.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SATURDAY, OCTOBER 04, 2008 12:09 PM, CDT</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="table43" style="table-layout: fixed;" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="25"&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                                              &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textTimeHeader" valign="top" height="20"&gt;                                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                         &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textNormal12"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto;"&gt;                                                              Good Morning All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Kris brought up a very note worthy topic. Melissa and I had this conversation a couple of months ago, and I thought that we could all mull this around in our heads and search our hearts for our feelings on this topic.. ' How do you feel about somebody having to die for you to live? ' Melissa will write on this after I post on it, and we are looking forward to your comments and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts: I myself am a organ donor. I feel that donating my organs is a way of leaving part of myself on earth to continue to help someone else. Like maybe, I'm not completely done here. My work of love and compassion can go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of questions to ponder here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would we want to meet the family of the donor?&lt;br /&gt;Are you grateful for the life of your donor?&lt;br /&gt;Are you a donor?&lt;br /&gt;What responsibility, if any, do you have to your donor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm, looking forward to your thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri                                                           &lt;/div&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                         &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td class="textNormal12"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-3680126511369079911?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3680126511369079911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=3680126511369079911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3680126511369079911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3680126511369079911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday-october-04-2008-1209-pm-cdt.html' title='SATURDAY, OCTOBER 04, 2008 12:09 PM, CDT'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-2866331812795626187</id><published>2008-10-02T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:01:01.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa and Brian at Brian's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SOVz9e6rUpI/AAAAAAAAABc/bRYwNXZkPkE/s1600-h/melissaandbrian1+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SOVz9e6rUpI/AAAAAAAAABc/bRYwNXZkPkE/s320/melissaandbrian1+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252732040505938578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SOVzxmGGkKI/AAAAAAAAABU/Yaw85oQMQaU/s1600-h/melissaandbrian2+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SOVzxmGGkKI/AAAAAAAAABU/Yaw85oQMQaU/s320/melissaandbrian2+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252731836274479266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-2866331812795626187?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2866331812795626187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=2866331812795626187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/2866331812795626187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/2866331812795626187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/melissa-and-brians-wedding.html' title='Melissa and Brian at Brian&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SOVz9e6rUpI/AAAAAAAAABc/bRYwNXZkPkE/s72-c/melissaandbrian1+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-3045548622160620382</id><published>2008-10-02T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:56:37.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Good Afternoon All,&lt;br /&gt;The last 18 hours have been chalked with anxiety. Melissa had talked with the Dr.'s earlier this week and they had told her that calls had been made, but we were still in a holding pattern. Then last night Judy and Melissa received a message on their phone from the Heart Transplant Coordinator at the University of Pittsburg Medical Center. Of course it was too late to call then and we had to wait half the day for the lady to call Melissa back. So the message is inspiring. She has been qualified for Pittsburg. (don't get too excited yet). She will still need to go for testing and then her results will be taken to the committe. (The committe decides) They had called other programs also, so hearing from Mayo/Minesota is not out of the question yet, although Pittsburg comes highly recommended. We are still hoping to get a call from Mayo, but this is an exciting start. Melissa is in good spirits, just very tired with all of the stress going on. She will write when we have more news. Keep the prayers coming and maybe an extra one for Mayo to call. Thank you for all of your kind words and love that you all have sent through this site, we can't say it enough how much it means to all of us. Terri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-3045548622160620382?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3045548622160620382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=3045548622160620382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3045548622160620382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/3045548622160620382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-afternoon-all-last-18-hours-have.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-8334546491977679657</id><published>2008-09-23T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:25:29.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SHAWNS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-18.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-8334546491977679657?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8334546491977679657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=8334546491977679657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8334546491977679657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8334546491977679657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-7834172981050472206</id><published>2008-09-23T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:15:59.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="overflow: auto; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                                                      &lt;p&gt;Melissa,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you so much for your honesty and courage to share your sad thoughts with all of us. We would all be lying if we said that the the thought of your death hadn't crossed our minds. It sounds like you are getting a great deal of clarity, something that most of us don't get to do. I applaud you for venturing into unsettled waters to come face to face with your fears. It feels important to me that you know that your life is worth something, and that all you've done matters. Thank you for giving us the chance to face our fears too. You are amazing, brave and inspirational. I think in your next entry in the journal you might want to answer all the questions from this one. Like........What thoughts do you want to be rembered by? What flowers do you want at your grave? What memories are important to you? What is the reason you are going back to church? What do you believe? What lesson are you teaching all of us. Maybe, what do you want us to get? I love you so much, my heart is aching just thinking of all you are going through. Keep moving through it. T&lt;/p&gt;                                              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-7834172981050472206?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7834172981050472206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=7834172981050472206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7834172981050472206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7834172981050472206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/09/melissa-thank-you-so-much-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-8223401504697255725</id><published>2008-09-23T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:14:37.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#0000cd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wondered all day what makes a person think the things they do? All day I had a feeling that this is the week where I am going to find out where I go for my transplants. Am I ready to pack up my cloths and pictures to take with me? How is it going to be living somewhere else away from my family and friends, when now is the time I am going to need them the most in my life.. Did I make this all happen to me in some way?  Do I really have to make such a life decision?  A decision that could cost me my own life?  If I was getting married I could always get a divorce. :o)  I Cant really give a heart back cause it decided it didn't want to work in my body.  Why does a person wonder what flowers people will leave at there grave site?  Am I so focused on my funeral arrangments that I can't think about what it will be like not having fluid on me, and feeling better.  Will &lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; t&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, sans-serif;"&gt;he last person I laughed with be able to remember that moment forever?  Did I start going back to church cause I am scared of dieing? Or do I really need to be close to God, cause I am in his hands when it comes right down to it. I will be brutely honest here, my heart aches of all the fears, sadness, hopes and the "what if's?"  Did God just send me down here for a short while to teach you all a lesson in life?  That is to love your own life cause you never know what tomorrow brings. I was sick to my stomach all day and I felt at any moment like I might throw up. If I do die don't focus on my death. I want you to think about all the good I have brought to your life. To be gratful for one thing each day that you did.  Why is it that people tell you what they mean to them at their funeral but not face to face or in a letter. I hope I changed your life in some way. You have made me wh o I am today because of you....."ALL OF YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#0000cd;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div id="sig8189" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: Verdana,Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: lighter; font-size: 10px; line-height: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://presence.webmail.aol.com/mailsig/?sn=rowlamel" align="absmiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-8223401504697255725?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8223401504697255725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=8223401504697255725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8223401504697255725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/8223401504697255725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-sad-day.html' title='My Sad Day'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5000686752072098328</id><published>2008-09-20T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T09:21:16.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9932cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello Everyone,&lt;br /&gt; I just wanted to give a quick update on me. Its been a couple of weeks since I have been to the doctors and been taking my life day by day. I have NOT heard anything from them on where I will be having my heart/liver transplant. I promise I will let everyone know as soon as I find out. My San Diego trip was one of the best vacations I have ever been on. The wedding I went to was not only a blast but has to go down as the wedding of the century.... "Well, in my book that is" Now getting ready for my MADONNA Concert on November 4, in San Diego, California. Thank you everyone for your prayers and who check this daily. To the people I have never met if you want to write in my guest book please do so. The comments and prayers are what keeps me going. Thank u everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Honeybee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="sig8807" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: Verdana,Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: lighter; font-size: 10px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://presence.webmail.aol.com/mailsig/?sn=rowlamel" align="absmiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: ARIAL,SAN-SERIF; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;hr style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5000686752072098328?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5000686752072098328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5000686752072098328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5000686752072098328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5000686752072098328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-everyone-i-just-wanted-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-3460777820051196830</id><published>2008-09-09T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:28:11.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa on the Beach in San Diego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGGE9aOm5ms/SMaj9H6zDUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ymwQDpecUeQ/s1600-h/melissabeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hello Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the appointment at the Mayo Clinic to receive all of the news about the Liver and moving forward with the Heart Transplant.  The mood was mostly good on the drive in.  Our first appointment was with Dr. Steidley, the heart doc.  While we were waiting we all placed our bets on what the outcome was going to be.  Melissa said, she'll need a heart/liver transplant and she'll need to do the medication again.  Judy said, praying for better liver results, but she'll need to do the medicine again.  I said I thought she would need the medicine again, but that the liver would be better.  Dr. Steidley did some vitals and small talk, Melissa gave him her daily weight chart.  She weighed 105 today.  Her blood pressure was 88/52.  She is pretty full of fluid.  They talked about taking another Zaroxolyn today to pull some fluid off.  He also changed her Lisonpryl to 5 instead of 10, hoping to increase her blood pressure and give her more of a pump to get fluid off.  He is adding a medicine called Rivatio, that is generic for Viagra.  (Yes, of course we asked......it will not do the same thing to her as it does a man.  It was first used for Pulmonary Hypertension Patients to pull of fluid, then they found the wonderful side effect for men)  Then Dr. Steidley got right to the results.  Melissa's liver was indeed worse than two years ago, it is already showing signs of cirrhosis.  She needs a heart/liver transplant.  He assured us that the outcomes for heart/liver are the same as for just a heart.   Here is the bad part.  They have not done one of these here, so Dr. Steidley will check Melissa insurance, and then choose from there which centers do Adult/Pediatric Congential Heart/Liver transplants.  Phew!!!!  This floored us.  We were all teary eyed and very anxious by now.  He gave us the straight news about how difficult Melissa's case is. We didn't leave his office feeling very good.  For now, change medicine and wait for a center to accept her.  We went to the waiting room and mostly cried.  We had about 30 minutes until the Liver guy.  (Vomiting came to mind) We talked about what centers would be best for our family.  Mayo Clinic in Rochester and UCLA in California.  (That is what we are praying for now)  Melissa's dad lives in Minnesota and California is close.  When we get to Dr. Aqel, he gives us a bit more hope.  If Melissa didn't need a heart transplant her liver would probably serve her well for years to come.  There are 4 things that lead to the death of a liver.  Medication that is filtered through the liver, alcohol, weight gain and here is the big one.....surgery.  Melissa will need a liver that works at full capacity for her heart transplant, that is why they are opting for both.  The transplant would put to much stress on the one that is currently working at about 30%.  If the liver fails, the heart will fail too.  He told us that the liver is the last thing to worry about now.  She needs both and he can't imagine anyone turning her down.  She is young, she is excellent with her care and has a very strong supportive family.  HELL YA!!!!  So now we are waiting for them to call and say someone is interested in taking her case and then she will have to go there to interview and probably be poked some more.   I will wait to write what that will entail after we know where. Every center is different as to how near they need to be and for how long. Oh yeah, she will not have to do the medicine for the liver &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.  But, if the center who takes her wants her too, we will re-visit this option at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have my fund raising hat on.  I'll be letting everyone know about that too.&lt;br /&gt;Keep sending great vibes to Melissa, I am still looking for more pictures to put on here.  So feel free to send me some.  Terri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-2692208333242123141?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2692208333242123141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=2692208333242123141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/2692208333242123141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/2692208333242123141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-friends-yesterday-was-appointment.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-7910891435234971784</id><published>2008-08-22T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:47:37.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today is Thursday August 21,2008 and it's 4:20am. As most of you know I am not up before the sun.  :o)  I thought I would  get a head start on my most relaxing day. Since these days are so special and even though I have had so many tears and pain inside these past weeks. I have my good days and days I struggle. Last night, I wanted to post what happen during my procedures, but I just couldn't.  So my schedule for today "do nothing" LOL  okay well, I am going to go for a massage, go to lunch, lay out by the pool, and try to stay in my PJ's as long as I can today...  I want to say THANK U for all of those prayers you have said, yesterday and days before that. I want you to know it helped SO MUCH YESTERDAY.... My day started off by working a few hours in morning. Then I met Jamie my (cousin) to pick me up and take me to the Hospital. On the way there I felt calm cause I kept telling myself I have all the love and support from my family and friends. I read each and everyone’s comments daily. After I checked in I sat in that wonderful waiting room area where things start to hit me... I kept t elling myself com e on lets get this thing started. I wanted to get in and get out asap... "See that's why I am late to things. (kidding) Cause waiting is the worst...The drive to the hospital is the most frightening for me cause of all of the unknowns of what is to come for that day. I can cry just thinking about it. But, today was different cause we didn't talk about ME. We talked about Jamie's life and it kept my mind off it. When they called me back, I couldn't bring Jamie back with me while they were doing the paracentisis the nurse said No.. But, I laid on the bed and talked to the nurse. I texed Jamie, to come back and since I have VIP up in this camp  they let him back. I like to feel like I run the show while I am in the hospital since I’ve been there more then half my life.... Jamie, brought it to my attention that I say "Oh My God" a lot when they hit a nerve twice in my hand while doing my IV. But, I really couldn't say anything to the nurse since Beth, is truly a wonderful young nurse who looked like my best friend. I didnt want to make her mad since I see them all the time.. So when I was done they rolled my bed to the holding area for my liver biopsy.  This was hard cause it was 12:30 pm and I was hungry and thirsty. That seemed to take a long time to get back to the operating room. It was 2:00PM when I finally got back there. I tried to think differently, just calm and in the moment., So20picture yourself20laying on the bed lifting your body up to scoot over to a cold table. Were all that fits is your body cause its so tiny even I feel like I am going to fall off.  I was laying down talking to a nurse about what’s going to happen. This is where I go to my happy place me on a beach drinking Coronas... The nurse gave me benadryl to make me sleepy. Then they gave me versed which is suppose to knock you out and help someone relaxed. Well,  it calmed my nerves just a little. " I kept talking while she was on the computer. . I kept telling her about my Vegas trip. She kept asking do you feel sleepy? I said yes, but wide awake. She gave me more versed and I was seeing things move in the room which were NOT moving. About 10 minutes went by she gave me more and told me we have to get started and covered my head with a blue sheet and made me keep my head to the left. She told me if I move my hands at all she would tie my hands down. I told her please don't do that I promise I wont move and I didn't. I talked the whole time to them while they said I did great.  I am all done. "Thank GOD" I told them thank u and please take the sheet off my face so I could see. I sat up a little and said can I get off this table and get back into that other bed.....UHHH NO MELISSA, we will move you. ok, fine I could have gotten off that bed myself.    :o) I got back to my room around 3:20pm. and the versed kicked in, great timing.  WOW drugs,  what they can do to someone? I had versed many, many times before and don't remember doing funny things like that. I got to eat and drink some soda which felt good. I went home ate some more and went to the hot tub. last night I laid in a lawn chair looked up at the beautiful sky and said, THANK U GOD for getting me through the two hardest test and cant wait for my results. I am very hopeful and know in my heart that whatever comes my way I WILL get through it and I know I have the WILL to fight. I guess deep down I am stubborn cause I will NEVER GIVE Up until the day I die.. This has been such a hard time for me and cant wait for Vegas. Thank u for this trip Dad I love u very much. Thanks Jamie for everything that you do. To my family, thank you and Terri, for helping me with everything.. what would u do with out me?????   LOL ok  back to bed MWAH.......I love u Momlove your honeybee                                                                                                         &amp;amp;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-7910891435234971784?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7910891435234971784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=7910891435234971784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7910891435234971784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/7910891435234971784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-is-thursday-august-212008-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-4860876474396753426</id><published>2008-08-19T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:28:33.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can hear the despair and helplessness in your words.  You are right....  Nobody really knows where you are or how you are really feeling.  You have been through so much.  I can only imagine what is bottled up inside of your beautiful little heart.  Thank you for letting us hear and bear witness to your emotions and the pure difficulty of your task at hand.  You are beautiful and brave to share your heart with us.  Terri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-4860876474396753426?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/4860876474396753426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=4860876474396753426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4860876474396753426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4860876474396753426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-hear-despair-and-helplessness-in.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5943946875856331038</id><published>2008-08-19T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:09:59.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4169e1;"&gt; Today is Tuesday 19, 2008 and I had a very busy day yesterday. I got home last night and all I was thinking about was my long day. Sometimes I wonder how can I keep doing this. When will this all end and will it ever end for me? I have been so stressed and emotional today. I have moments where I wanna just lay down and die .Or crawl in a hole and never come out.. I told my Mom its so different when it's happening to you.. If I was reading about someone I would have NO idea what they are feeling in the inside. At least they can go on with there day or go home from a long day and have a beer. NOT ME OF COURSE!!!!   Im just very sad and very scared that things will get worse. I will again get bad news. I called one of my doctors today and told her I read up on the liver biospy and what if during the procedure they hit a lung or my gallbladder then I will have more problems...Just my luck... I tried to reschedule it so I could get out of it just one more week but they wont let me... So I will get up go to work for a couple of hours then go have it done.... Cant wait for my exciting day tomorrow THIS SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeybee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5943946875856331038?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5943946875856331038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5943946875856331038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5943946875856331038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5943946875856331038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-is-tuesday-19-2008-and-i-had-very.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5226608565390088360</id><published>2008-08-18T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:28:39.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>August 18, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a big day.  No doubt…..  Judy and Melissa picked me up around 9am.  As we drove to the Mayo Clinic it felt like there was a lot of tension in the air!!  Except for Melissa….she was busy dancing and rocking out to Madonna on her IPOD.  Of course…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first appointment was with the Liver guy.  They called us back to the room before Judy was done parking the car.  Holy Cow, they are serious here. We first saw the Nurse Practitioner Michele, she was really nice and did some vitals.  Melissa’s blood pressure was 82/44. Yeah….  Then Dr. Aqel and Michele talked to us.  Dr. Aqul is very aggressive.  Here is the bottom line as I understand it.  Melissa needs several more tests before he can determine what is best for her from a liver stand point.  These are scheduled as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liver panel blood test……    We did this right after the appointment&lt;br /&gt;Liver Biopsy……………..scheduled for Wednesday August 20, at 1pm&lt;br /&gt;Esophageal Pill Scan………. Scheduled for Friday August 22, at 1pm&lt;br /&gt;CT scan………….To be announced.&lt;br /&gt;Psychiatry appointment…….,  is scheduled for Friday August 29, at 10am.    (Needed to be done years ago)&lt;br /&gt;We re-meet with the Liver Guy for the following on Sept 2, at 1:30p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1  Liver is worse - she may need Heart and Liver Transplant&lt;br /&gt;#2  Liver is the same - try the medicine to strengthen her liver again. &lt;br /&gt;      This time the treatment will be more intense. &lt;br /&gt;#3  Liver is all better - move forward towards Transplantation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mayo clinic in Phoenix has not a done a Heart/Liver Transplant yet.  Every test Melissa takes is measuring some sort of risk.  They are not crazy about doing the first Heart/Liver Transplant on a severely high risk patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine can not be used to strengthen the liver after transplant.  So we want it to be really strong before hand.  The biopsy will show any scar tissue on the liver.  The pill scan is amazing.  She will have some sort of monitor taped to her chest and a pager like thing on her waist.  She will swallow a pill that has a disposable camera in it.  It will take pictures of her esophagus and everything else on the way down.  (Aint that cool?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the lobby for a big melt down.  Man this stuff is hard to take.  We thought we were at the end, but we have only just begun.  We feel out of control of any thing that is happening.  Very scary.  One minute we are joking and laughing and the next we are crying.  Whew……………..  Then we went to lunch, (man Melissa can eat) Thank you for paying by the way….  We went over it and over it while we ate. I think we all understood it by the time lunch was over.  Next appointment is with the Transplant guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where Melissa decided that her lipstick needed to be re applied in the office, because the guys name is Dr. Studley.  We were mistaken his name is Dr. Steidley, he is the transplant dr. and the heart failure dr.  We had the wrong impression as to why we were there.  He very nicely explained the facts.  Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;We have to get on the right path to keep Melissa healthy, happy and active as possible.  We have to look at every test, every option.  (We thought they had) He explained that Heart Transplant could take a long time and we need to get Melissa’s fluid from the PLE under control to keep her out of heart failure now, while we are waiting.  (This guy is very long winded and our anxiety increased while listening to his very long story) He did an exam on Melissa, he did express how she had the world’s best teeth!  Her blood pressure is now 80/44.  (he thought his humor would increase it) He explained that Melissa has several big hurdles in front of her.  Again, here is my best impression:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Liver function&lt;br /&gt;#2 Keep her out of heart failure&lt;br /&gt;      Wants to try Ultra filtration.  It is kind of like dialysis, 2 IV’s&lt;br /&gt;      Pulling fluid off without pulling off potassium.&lt;br /&gt;#3 put together all info and give to an informal committee to see she&lt;br /&gt;     Is a good candidate for transplant in AZ.  &lt;br /&gt;#4 If not in AZ, look elsewhere for a program that will accept her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it would go to a formal committee.  All this before she knows, he said we are not talking years, but months before she knows if she is a candidate.  He talked a bit about the list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1a.  People are very sick, in the ICU, needing constant support&lt;br /&gt;1b.  People using IV medicine to keep their pressure up, may or may&lt;br /&gt;       Not be in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;2.    This is where Melissa is&lt;br /&gt;7.    On hold   (I don’t know if he said anything between 2 and 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, then he mentioned that she needs a blood test for antibodies, I didn’t totally get this, (it is from the blood transfusions she had when she was five)  If she has them, (antibodies) it will be a higher risk for transplant.  When you are praying, pray for 0 antibodies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s next for this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antibodies test:  did it today after the appointment&lt;br /&gt;Get the Ultra filtrations set up&lt;br /&gt;Do an overnight oxygen sat check&lt;br /&gt;Start keeping a daily weight log .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Melissa is going to Las Vegas this weekend with her friends.  (Finally, I think this has been scheduled about 10 times) September 4th she goes to California for a wedding (congrats Brian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors said after these two trips they want Melissa to clear her calendar for anything that they may need to do to her.  Yea!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5226608565390088360?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5226608565390088360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5226608565390088360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5226608565390088360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5226608565390088360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-18-2008-today-was-big-day.html' title=''/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-6486375983913706119</id><published>2008-08-09T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:05:56.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I really feel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(220, 20, 60);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS,sans-serif;"&gt;What it's been like living with My heart condition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every since I was a little girl, I have never known what it's like NOT having a heart condition. My whole life I had to grow up knowing that there are things I could and could not do. I was very lucky to have a wonderful loving Mother and Father that would do anything for me.. It's been incredible the love and support that I have gotten from my family and friends. They have provided all of that for me over the years. I can't go into every detail about what it was like but, it never bothered me to much as a child. It effected me more as adult then anyone could ever imagine.  People aren't always normal but I hope I will feel that normal feeling after my heart transplant.  Every time I  turn around there has been something I had to over come. An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obstacle&lt;/span&gt; that I had to face head on,  and it always has seemed to be a life or death situation. I stopped asking the "WHYS" because I knew there must be a reason... As they always say, "GOD doesn't give you something you cant handle... ". So I must be one lucky women that He has given me all of these things to over come. The one thing that I have done for the last 12 years is kept a journal . I now have boxes of journals and I would like to think I got that from my Granny. I have written in it every night before I go to bed. I write about what I did that day, including those Hot dates I love to go on. : )  At the end of my day I write 5 things that I am grateful for.  So I am asking if you leave a comment on my  caringbridge.com website please  write  1 thing you are grateful for.  It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will make you appreciate your life a little more..&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness, stress and sadness that I have felt is not from my heart condition, but from the Protein Losing Enteropathy. aka (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fluid&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Edema&lt;/span&gt;) What does it feel like on my stomach? It feels like I have been pregnant. The tightness and uncomfortable feeling, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;constant&lt;/span&gt; worry of what shirt will I wear to hide it today? Or will I be able to wear my heels to go out tonight because the fluid is also on top of my feet 24/7  from my toes all the way up. (This is an every day thing.)  Maybe one day I will know what its like to walk from the couch to the bathroom and not get short of breath. I look forward to the day I WILL hike a mountain with my best friend. So watch out Annette, I will be running up that mountain... What makes me happy in life is just being around my friends who have kept me "sane" They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; ask how I am everyday they ask me things like what are we doing tonight? Or ask me about my personal life... Its a lot to talk about at times ..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  So in two weeks when I get on that flight to go to Vegas with my friends the last thing I am thinking about is my heart or my next Dr. apt on August 18, 2008.   So while you take this journey with me I will keep you posted on how I REALLY am doing... I love you all with all my heart and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;soul&lt;/span&gt;.  Thank you Terri and Mom, for keeping this going.   I know there will be times when you will have to write for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-6486375983913706119?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6486375983913706119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=6486375983913706119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6486375983913706119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/6486375983913706119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-i-really-feel.html' title='How I really feel!'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-2532053394741020071</id><published>2008-08-09T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T05:56:03.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honoring Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                    “Think Positively”.  How often have we heard this, and what does it mean?  In the life of a person/family living with a chronic heart disease, there is a lot of talk on thinking positively.  I wonder… do we lock away the real feelings in hopes that the good feelings will take over?  Do we think that if we do not speak of these hard emotions that they will simply go away?  What really happens here is a pretty face with a whole lot of unprocessed pain behind it.  Then at the most inopportune time the real emotion rears its ugly head and comes out as anger, depression and despair.  It feels like nobody really knows us.  How would it be if we were able to honor each emotion in full as it is felt?  We have been given this human body to have human experiences.  This includes all of our feelings, even the so-called “negative” ones.  To truly be positive, we are learning that honoring the emotion, slowing down to see what is going on inside helps you go deeper into the experience, when you go deeper you are able to move through it instead of around it.  Then you can choose to focus on what you really want, and how you want to deal honestly with what is happening.  It enables you to see what the positive can be.  This puts more choice and more control in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;     A note on fixing.  We all want the people in our lives to feel good and to be happy.  By habit we say things like…”don’t feel that way”, “why do you feel that way”, and “it is time to get over it”.  Another habit is giving advice.  Unless asked for, we do not really want advice, what we most want is to be heard.  Having a non-judgmental heart sit in the experience with us and listen … it is the most intimate, healing and rewarding sentiment.    Essentially, this is where the real “fix” comes in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-2532053394741020071?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2532053394741020071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=2532053394741020071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/2532053394741020071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/2532053394741020071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/honoring-emotions.html' title='Honoring Emotions'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5690003742998278795</id><published>2008-08-04T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T08:44:40.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note of Thanks to St. Joseph's Hospital-Phoenix 7-28-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melissa’s first step to the heart transplant was to have another heart catheterization.  It went well, everything is a go from a heart standpoint.  The only thing that has changed is the pressure numbers in the Fontan, Two years ago they were 14, now they are 17-18.  (this is the pressure back up I earlier explained) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to personally thank the team who took care of her.   What stood out most in my mind was the peaceful look on Melissa’s face when she came out of the procedure.   Melissa said that she felt so comforted and safe with this team.  I also felt the same.  The bedside manner was calm, reassuring and very understanding of a family who has been down this bumpy road before.  Being in this business myself, I felt proud of the care they offered my Melissa and my family.  Thank you St. Joseph’s Cath Lab, Luke Lamers, MD., Andy Miller, MD., Deb  RN,  Angela ,RN,  Donna ,RT,  Colleen ,RT.  Special thanks to Annette, RN who was able to start Melissa’s IV.  It takes a great talent and a compassionate heart to care for people and make them feel like you truly love them.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5690003742998278795?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5690003742998278795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5690003742998278795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5690003742998278795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5690003742998278795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/note-of-thanks-to-st-josephs-hospital.html' title='A Note of Thanks to St. Joseph&apos;s Hospital-Phoenix 7-28-08'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-4163420248869490085</id><published>2008-08-03T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:59:23.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A DAY Off</title><content type='html'>Melissa's first request in this voyage is a day off.  She has chosen Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This full time job of living with a congenital heart disease can be daunting.  Now with the promotion to a "heart transplant recipient in waiting" it can be all consuming.  Melissa wants all of the support, love and prayer from all of her family and friends, but she also wants a day off.  From this point forward we will not talk about her heart on Fridays.  This includes:  Asking how she is, asking how she feels, asking how much fluid she has or hoping she feels better.  She is free to be a beautiful 32 year old woman.  (This is where we talk about her love life).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-4163420248869490085?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/4163420248869490085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=4163420248869490085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4163420248869490085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/4163420248869490085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-off.html' title='A DAY Off'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-5701439476326451797</id><published>2008-08-03T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:48:01.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey Begins- July 27, 2008, A letter From Judy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Melissa is going to have a Heart Transplant.  We always knew this day might come.  It's something we had hoped would never have to be, but yet we knew if the day came that she would need one, we would be ready because I know that God has been with her since the day she was born.  I know we are all nervous, scared and a little emotional.  But as I always said, "There is a guardian angel looking after Melissa".  The angels say, "be open to the loving messages that you receive through feelings and visions for they are real indeed".  So, I hope we will all be positive and have a "open heart" and know that things will go well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vision I see for Melissa is after she gets her new heart she will be well and happy again.  I am right beside you and I always will be.  I love you very much.  I know this new heart is just waiting for you.  You will be happy and full of life when this journey is accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-5701439476326451797?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5701439476326451797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=5701439476326451797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5701439476326451797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/5701439476326451797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/journey-begins-july-27-2008-letter-from.html' title='The Journey Begins- July 27, 2008, A letter From Judy'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9075902625606004955.post-1107993161081703968</id><published>2008-08-01T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T09:09:15.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of my Heart</title><content type='html'>April 16, 1976 at 9:06pm the most courageous little girl I know was born.  Melissa is my cousin, for the past 32 years she has shaped my life's' passion with her inspirational story.  This blog will be my attempt to tell her story up until now and take you along into the future on the journey of her heart transplant.  As for the title:  Melissa means Honeybee in the baby books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa was born at Aurora Presbyterian Hospital, her mom (Judy) knew that something was wrong right away even though she couldn't get anyone to listen.  Within days they knew that Melissa had a heart murmur.  "Not to worry", they said.  A few days later they found out that Melissa had Tricuspid  Atresia , this means that there is not a valve between the right atrium and the right ventricle., she also had a VSD, (ventricular septal defect) This is a hole in the septal wall between the ventricles.  Her right ventricle was very little and not pumping blood the way it should.  Then they also found an ASD, (atrial septal defect).  An atrial septal defect is a hole in the wall between the two atriums.   This hole was enabling the blood from the right side to mix with the oxygen rich blood on the left side, thus giving Melissa a blueish tint to her skin.  This beautiful little hole saved her life.   Within days they had her in the operating room to put a balloon in the hole and stretch it even bigger.   The next few months proved very difficult, Melissa was miserable and cried 24/7.  At her next Cardiology appointment at Denver Children's Hospital the doctor knew immediately that Melissa was in trouble.  He took her from Judy arms and ran down the hallway for surgery.  The hole was closing and they put a lifesaving  Shunt into the hole to keep it open.  A day later the Shunt closed down and Melissa was back in the operating room for yet another open heart surgery.  The family was told at this time that Melissa would need more surgery as she grew up.  When she was 5 years old they went to the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minnesota.  Melissa underwent open heart surgery and had the Fontan procedure.  The Fontan is where they bypass the right ventricle and connect the right atrium to the pulmonary artery.  (They had only done 200  of these surgeries at the Mayo Clinic).  The surgery was successful at first, then Melissa started having difficulty with fluid retention.  Her pulmonary artery was blocking from scar tissue.  They also realized while trying to take out the breathing tube that they had accidentally severed her phrenic nerve and she was unable to breathe on her own.  They tried several times to remove it with no avail.   She had a surgery to put a tracheostomy in for her to breathe.  She was on a respirator for the remaining time at the Mayo Clinic to allow the phrenic nerve to regrow.   About 2 months after the first Fontan they took her in for a re-do.   (This was un-heard of, as she was  the first child to have a Fontan re-do).  She was released from Mayo Clinic after about 6 months,  via air ambulance to the care of Denver Children's Hospital. When they came back to Denver  they tried to remove the trach tube again, at this point they knew that she had grown scar tissue in the trachea and they tried a balloon procedure to stretch it every month for about one year.  They then decided to do a reconstruction using a piece of bone from her ribs.  Eventually, she healed nicely and breathes well on her own.  She continued to have fluid build up and go in and out of congestive heart failure while living in Denver.  She was on constant oxygen due to the high altitude.  The family was advised as a lifesaving measure to move to lower altitude.  At that time the family moved to Arizona.  She has lived as normal life as possible with a multitude of problems with fluid retention and occasional heart failure.  (she also has no ability to clean and organize her room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fontan surgery has had one major side effect and it is call PLE, protein losing enteropathy.  It has taken me a lot of study to get and to understand what PLE is.  Let me try to explain it.  The right ventricle is no longer there, it is responsible for pumping the blood from the right side to the left.  Now it swirls passively into the fontan and moves slowly into the left side.  The passive swirl causes backup in the right side, eventually the back up effects everything including the liver and the intestines.  The intestines then gets inflamed.  This chronic inflammation causes Melissa to not be able to retain her protein.  She leaks her protein into her belly and her legs.  (Here is my analogy, it is like a traffic jam, a bad traffic jam......where the freeway is so backed up that all of the oncoming traffic gets blocked up and then the side streets are blocked up and then road rage begins).    Currently, Melissa is retaining so much fluid from the PLE that she must have a pericentisis (fluid taken out of her belly)  once every three weeks.  She also gets IV Albumin (protein).  Her potassium is very low and she must watch her levels constantly.   Potassium is vital to a normal heart rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SHAWNS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-15.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SHAWNS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-16.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it is time to talk about Heart Transplant.  This news came in the spring of 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9075902625606004955-1107993161081703968?l=theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1107993161081703968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9075902625606004955&amp;postID=1107993161081703968' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1107993161081703968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9075902625606004955/posts/default/1107993161081703968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theheartofahoneybee.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-16-1976.html' title='Reflections of my Heart'/><author><name>cardiaccoach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02820083684131079333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
