We thought we were in the clear with Seth’s heart. His X-ray was normal, his blood tests came back normal but the EKG results were abnormal. So far it shows Seth has
WOLFF Parkinson White Syndrome (WPW)
In short, it is ‘ the presence of an extra, abnormal electrical pathway in the heart that leads to periods of a very fast heartbeat (tachycardia).’ From the Mayo Clinic website this is what it says:
“In most cases, the episodes of fast heartbeats aren’t life-threatening, but serious heart problems can occur. Treatments for Wolff-Parkinson-White syndrome can stop or prevent episodes of fast heartbeats. A catheter-based procedure, known as ablation, can permanently correct the heart rhythm problems.”
So, it is treatable. 🙂 We have an appointment for him with a Pediatric Cardiologist on December 19th at Texas Children’s.
I just wanted to get that out of the way because that is what I spent most of my morning doing, talking to doctors, making appointments and fielding questions from my husband and family. And then I ended the afternoon with attending the funeral of a friend’s mother. I did not know her personally but her son and his wife are good friends and I wanted to support them.
Funeral’s are both sad and uplifting at the same time. They remind us of how important it is to LIVE. I’ve been writing about this a lot lately and even with today’s news on Seth it drills that message home. In fact, when I broke the news to Seth this afternoon he took it quite well (until he heard HOW they do the procedure that can easily remedy the situation). When we got home I found him sitting on the couch and he said, “Well, I guess if I do die it won’t be so bad because I’ll be with God.” 😉
Oh my…. the drama. 🙂 Then he said, “Wow, I never realized my big heart would be life-threatening!” LOL That kid…
That I’ll give him. He does have a ‘big heart’ and I love him for it. In fact, I often learn a thing or two from his ability to see joy in so many things daily. He would have loved being at that funeral today. This elderly gentleman stands up to say a few words about the departed and goes through this whole story of having a weekly conversation with another elderly female. Apparently they both have mean cats that like to scratch, bite and leave marks on their fragile hands. Every week they share these ‘car war stories’ and compare the damage done…at some point it became a need to ‘one up the other’ with their wounds.
One day he had a real doozy and goes to show the other woman his wound and holds up his middle finger (yes he held it up in church and kept it up for the rest of the story) to show the elderly woman that he ‘won’….the woman whom we were celebrating apparently jumped into the conversation and grabbed his middle finger saying something to the effect of, “What are you doing?!”
I’m guessing he meant that story to show that she had reverence and he didn’t…. but regardless it made me laugh out loud at a funeral and I love him for that! 😀
Sometimes you can’t take life so seriously. (But as we find that joy we also should be diligent and pray.)
Blessings
Shannon