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  • @elvenrealm A lovely dedication to all the Mothers. Happy Mother’s Day! #mothers…

    @elvenrealm A lovely dedication to all the Mothers. Happy Mother’s Day! #mothers…

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    A lovely dedication to all the Mothers. Happy Mother’s Day! #mothersday #happymothersday #mom #bestmomever #thankyoumom #fyp #heart #viral #trending #creatorsearchinsights #london

    ♬ Amor – Antonia

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    A lovely dedication to all the Mothers. Happy Mother’s Day! #mothersday #happymothersday #mom #bestmomever #thankyoumom #fyp #heart #viral #trending #creatorsearchinsights #london

    ♬ Amor – Antonia


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  • Do Not Lose Your Good Heart Just Take Precautions

    A man saw a snake being burned to death and decided to take it out of the fire. When he did, the snake bit him causing excruciating pain. The man dropped the snake, and the reptile fell right back into the fire.

    So, the man looked around and found a metal pole and used it to take the snake out of the fire, saving its life.

    Someone who was watching approached the man and said: “That snake bit you. Why are you still trying to save it?”

    The man replied: “The nature of the snake is to bite, but that’s not going to change my nature, which is to help.”

    Do not change your nature simply because someone harms you. Do not lose your good heart, but learn to take precautions.

    (Original author unknown)

  • This Sock May Have Saved My Babies Life

    For the people who know that we use an “Owlet Sock Monitor” on our daughter: read this story. For those who don’t know we use it: read this story. For those who have no clue what an Owlet is, but possibly know anyone who’s having a baby or thinking about someday having a baby: read this story.

    To put this briefly, baby girl’s sock monitor may have saved her life last night.

    The Owlet is a pulse-ox monitor that is worn as a sock when she’s sleeping. It will alert when it’s not placed right on her foot and cannot get a good reading. It will alert when there’s poor connection because of internet, or what have you. And it also does a SCARY alert when an oxygen or heart rate level drops too low.

    We initially wanted this item just for a peace of mind— nothing was wrong with her health. It was expensive, so we hesitated (and I get the vibe that any new or expecting mommas that ask me about it feel this same way). I thought, “Is this thing really worth it?” UMMMMM HARD YES. It alarmed us with that scary noise at about 3am last night. My husband got to her first and basically ripped her out of that crib because we were both terrified. She had rolled over in her sleep and was on her belly, face down. But she is OK.

    However, the further we looked into the graphs that the app shows of her breathing pattern through the night, it had gradually started dropping from about 215am on. And at the same time, she was in a deep sleep. So she had no clue she needed to turn her face. Was this a progression into SIDS? We don’t know. But what I do know is I’m thankful for that Owlet so I didn’t have to find out the answer to that! Owlet

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/nikki.king.10

     

  • Why Do We Need A Black Breastfeeding Week?

    Why do we need a black breasfeeding week?

    Reason 1)

    You were afraid to nurse your young

    lest fallen breast offend your master’s sight and he should flee to firmer loveliness.

    And so you passed them, your children, on to me.

    Flesh that was your flesh and blood

    that was your blood drank the sustenance of life from me.

    And as I gave suckle I knew I nursed my own child’s enemy.

    I could have lied,

    told you your child was fed till it was dead of hunger.

    But I could not find the heart to kill orphaned innocence.

    For as it fed, it smiled and burped and gurgled with content

    and as for color knew no difference.

    Yes, in that first while

    I kept your sons and daughters alive.

    But when they grew strong in blood

    and bone that was of my milk

    you taught them to hate me.

    Put your decay in their hearts and upon their lips so that strength that was of myself

    turned and spat upon me,

    despoiled my daughters, and killed my sons.

    You know I speak true.

    Though this is not true for all of you.

  • Women This Is A Uterus

    ANATOMY

    Women, this is a uterus. The image also shows the ovaries. All women are born with this wonderful organ, and many of you have never really seen it. Its normal size is about 7 centimeters long and 5 centimeters wide.

    This organ expands more than 100 times to house a fetus. Each month, it self-destructs and re-builds, through that, it eliminates menstruation due to contractions, so menstrual pain is pain of the uterus, not ovaries. It can support up to 150 times its own weight.

    It is the only organ capable of creating another organ: Placenta. It is connected to you. If you get stressed, it gets stressed, if you relax, it relaxes. In that same organ, life is shared, because there are women who with that organ, gave life to up to 15 children, at present, they only give life to 2 or 3 children, for convenience, but it is qualified to train more than 20 lives .

    It is the second heart of a mother, because there she forms the hearts of her children. 💕💕

  • The Blessing Of A Transplant Is Extra Time

    I wrote this a few months ago but I hope this clears up any questions about transplants you might have! Before I knew Max needed a new heart I can’t say I was very familiar with how waiting for a donor organ worked so I wanted to share a few things I have learned along the way.

    1. Wait times will vary based on donor availability, age, size, blood type, location of the donor/ recipient, time listed, and about a thousand other factors. You want an organ transplant to be a perfect match, not an average match. The idea of what “number” someone is on the list isn’t a good way to look at it.

    2. All transplants must go through the organ registry. Organs can not be “gifted” to someone specific. Organs are matched to a recipient in the same region based on the criteria I described above.

    3. It is inappropriate to pray that someone else’s passes away so that someone else can receive those organs. This may seem obvious, but I have heard it many times. The best thing anyone can do is promote awareness about organ donation and how you can be someone’s hero by choosing to be a donor. That way if someone is ever faced with that choice they are already familiar with the idea of organ donation. This is what can help save lives!

    4. A heart transplant isn’t a cure. Unfortunately transplants come along with a lifelong of medications, a weakened immune system, and the possibility developing other illnesses or health issues. Thankfully, through medications, careful monitoring and lots of prayers, transplant recipients can live pretty “normal” lives.

    5. Transplants don’t last forever. The specific statistics of survival rates for different time frames are out there, but I don’t want to focus on that. Many people will need a second transplant in their lives, and many people don’t survive long enough to need one. The blessing of a transplant is extra time, and that is the best gift anyone can receive. ❤❤❤

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/schneiderheartfam/

     

  • Heart Radio Is Heartless-Bring Back Our Local Presenters

    Heart Radio Is Heartless-Bring Back Our Local Presenters

    Radio listeners from around the country are angry and upset with Heart radio who refuse to comment or respond to their listeners heartfelt pleas to bring back their local presenters.

     

    One member wrote the following “Our local radio stations have been completely ruined by the decision to cut our breakfast presenters! Replaced by two “big names” who certainly don’t need/suit this job at all, we miss our personal, lovely presenters! BRING BACK THE REGIONAL PRESENTERS! They made everyone’s mornings brighter and they are now out of jobs! Disgraceful business decision.

    GET OUR PRESENTERS BACK!!”

    Please sign this petition

    https://www.change.org/p/heart-breakfast-presenters-bring-back-heart-regional-presenters?utm_content=cl_sharecopy_15847548_en-GB%3Av3&recruiter=71496598&recruited_by_id=639a7e70-594d-11e3-97a6-695c60519633&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=copylink&utm_campaign=psf_combo_share_initial&share_bandit_exp=skip-15847548-en-GB&share_bandit_var=v0

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  • A True Gent Who Will Never Stop Fighting

    Michael was born with Transposition of the Great Vessels and had open heart surgery when he was just a tiny baby. He was doing great, living a normal full happy life. Until a few years ago, when he started having major health problems. His cardiologist said that he would need a transplant but that he wasn’t a candidate for a transplant due to being overweight. He has had many surgeries, several stents, a pacemaker/ defibrillator, av-node ablation, among several others. He coded on the operating table and died and they brought him back to life. It’s been quite the adventure.

    Michal is the most amazing father, friend, husband, brother and man in the whole world. He has always been there for anyone that needed him. From hosting toy and food drives, helping a friend in need, giving the last £5 in his pocket, giving rides, blessing bags for the homeless, fundraisers for others, he is always trying to think of a way to help others.

    Which is why it didn’t surprise me when he decided that he was going to fight this fight, and that he wouldn’t let anything stand in his way. He decided to have gastric surgery, so that he could be a candidate for transplant. Just before the surgery, one of the medicines they gave him caused his kidneys to fail and almost killed him, he had to have dialysis.

    When they took the picc line out, they didn’t apply pressure and just dressed it and left the room. A few minutes later the site burst and was spraying blood everywhere, he pushed the call light and nobody came, finally he started screaming while he was bleeding out and a cleaning lady came running in and grabbed a towel and applied pressure while screaming for help. She saved his life. Fast forward a few months. After special diets, appointments with nutritionists, battles with insurance, he finally was able to have the gastric surgery.

    Shortly after the surgery, he started fainting. He ended up being admitted to the ICU and almost died after he had a massive amount of blood loss in his stomach and went into hypovolemic shock. They saved his life again. Fast forward again, he ended up fainting again and breaking two vertebrae in his lumbar spine. Guess what? He kept fighting! Through lots and lots of hard work and a few tears, a year later he had lost close to 200 pounds and was finally a candidate!! The battle did not end though, this was just his ribbon cutting ceremony.

    There were many other battles along the way. His pacemaker battery had to be replaced, he had to have more stents, heart catheterizations, ablations, and so many procedures, surgeries, hospitalizations and doctors.

    His cardiologist found 2 doctors in Arizona that were capable of performing a transplant as complex as his (his heart is kind of backwards so they need to be not only qualified in heart transplants but also congenital birth defects of the heart). The first doctor in Tucson said absolutely not, he refused to even see him. The second doctor at Mayo said that he would be willing to do an evaluation.

    His insurance approved the first appointment…after that…let’s just say Mayo was not the easiest hospital to work with. It took over a year, countless hours of phone calls, arguments with Mayo and the Insurance company, we weren’t getting anywhere. Finally we caught a break, we were blessed with an amazing caseworker who personally knew the director of his insurance company! She was able to get things moving! He saw the doctors at Mayo and had probably 50 tests and appointments. It was finally the day we found out if they were going to approve him for the transplant list!!! Yay!!!

    We get to the appointment and the doctor says, unfortunately the doctor that was going to do the transplant has moved to a different hospital in California! They said they didn’t have anyone capable of doing his heart transplant and they denied him because he was too high of a surgical risk.

    So I suppose at this point, he could have easily given up and nobody would’ve blamed him. However if you haven’t learned by now, Michael does not give up!

    So we tracked down the doctor in California, made some changes to health insurance, and contacted his office. His nurse knew who Mike was! He must’ve made an impact somehow! So fast forward again, we had Mayo send all of the test/eval results to UC San Diego Hospital. Then we had to go to San Diego and be admitted for more testing. Finally some good news….the doctor had agreed to proceed with trying to get Michael on the transplant list!!! However, since he is in California and we are in Arizona, we’ve had to make trips monthly or bi-monthly for tests, procedures, checkups, occasionally hospitalizations and other medical stuff.

    Michael has had many other health battles in the meantime. One of them was his foot. He had MRSA and sepsis from a bad bone infection in his foot. He had to have surgery and was on IV antibiotics for several months. When that did not work and he went septic and almost died, they amputated his toe. His immune system was so weak that he has caught just about every cold and flu going around that year. It was an extremely difficult year for all of us.

    Fast forward again. Michael had gone through all of the screening and testing at UCSD (University of California San Diego). The transplant team has agreed to take Mike’s case and feel confident that they can do a successful heart transplant. They have listed him on the transplant list as of October 2017. He started as a status 2, and then his heart failure rapidly decided, and they were able to bump him to a 1b. Now we just have to wait until they can find a matching donor. This is the next challenge in the journey. Because Michael is 6’6” and blood type O-. They haven’t found anything yet that even comes close to being a good match.

    Fast forward again. Michael’s health continues to decline. He is constantly on 3 liters of oxygen and his heart is not strong enough to pump blood through his body so he faints frequently. They are worried that his heart strength is rapidly declining faster than expected and feel that the LVAD (left ventricular assist device) will be needed for him to make it to transplant. The LVAD is considered a bridge to transplant in this case. It will require open heart surgery, a pump installed on the outside of his heart with wires coming out of his stomach to a battery pack that will be worn around his waist. This pump will beat his heart for him. These batteries must be charged every 6 hours and will keep him alive until they find a matching donor heart.

    Fast forward again. Michael had the LVAD surgery. He is now dependent upon batteries and electricity to keep him alive. Unfortunately because of the anatomy of his heart, they had to put the LVAD in at an angle and it is hitting the septum in his heart. So he is constantly going into v-tach which is a very dangerous heart rhythm. The only thing they can do now is hope to find a matching donor and to have a heart transplant. We are hoping that the vtach gets better with time. It has been quite the roller coaster. He was inpatient in the hospital for 36 days, he had developed an infection from his picc line and had a rough couple of weeks. He has been discharged now and we are currently staying in an apartment right next to the hospital. There wasn’t much more they could do for him in the hospital, so now we just wait and keep a close eye on him.

    Michael’s doctor was able to bump him up to a status 1A so he is currently at the top of the waiting list in San Diego for a transplant. They are getting matches, just nothing perfect for him yet. So they are continuing to look through the offers. We are just praying for a good match now. One that will give him a long healthy life with his family and allow him to do things that he never dreamed were possible! 💜

    We hope that he can walk his baby girl down the isle someday. .

    We will not stop fighting! He deserves a long happy healthy life, just like you and I!

    Please take a look at Michael’s Facebook page

    Facebook.com/Newheartformichael

  • Unless You Have Lost A Parent You Won’t Understand

    Unless you have lost a parent you won’t understand the days where half of you is completely gone, you can’t get out of bed, have no motivation for anything, not even to eat or drink, not to wash or brush your hair or get dressed.

    The days you cry for hours. The days you drive yourself insane asking yourself if it was your fault and could you have changed anything. The days of waking up taking multiple different medications just to try to keep your brain stable.

    The days of anger and rage where you feel everything is against you. The days you are triggered by something so slight that it will make you burst into tears. The days of seeing little girls happy with their fathers or hearing people say “hello dad” on the phone. The days of wishing, hoping, begging to turn back time.

    The days of wondering what the future would have been like and imagining all the happy times you could have had. The days of wishing that it would have happened later on in many many years down the line so you could have experienced life together and been by each other’s sides. The days of wishing you had a family to support you through, or just someone to call when your crying all alone.

    But this is the reality that I have to wake up to every day. These are the days I spend with my dad now, cuddling his ashes and having one-sided conversations only imagining what his replies would be, a voice in my head and a memory in my heart.

    It’s important to remember that just because we walk around with normal faces it doesn’t mean we aren’t dying and broken inside.

    I wrote this to show that these are “the days” I face now. They will never understand but maybe they might realise just how hard it truly is. I suffer every single day.

    I’m so glad this post is bringing comfort to people, we are not alone in this x

    Credit: Tallula Hurford