I know, an unusual time to be reviewing a year, but today is the first anniversary of Mr Jane Makes’ heart attack so I’ve spent a lot of time over the last few days thinking “this time last year”. None of this particular reflection has anything to do with sewing but I just felt I needed to recognise the occasion.
Things could have been so different and I’m just thankful that he received such amazing treatment in hospital and, just as important, that he made the decision to turn things around and transform himself. I’m so proud of him.
It was a scary time and I have to admit that for the first few weeks I felt very anxious every time I left him on his own and it was even worse once he started going out for walks and bike rides. He has a somewhat cavalier attitude to danger at the best of times so I’ve always been relieved to see him re-appear on his bike (or roller blades) or to get a call at the end of a day’s skiing. The added jeopardy was hard to handle. I have a vivid imagination so living with action man is always going to be difficult! At least now he’s doing all this with a set of arteries that are hopefully no longer in danger of blocking up. One thing I’m particularly pleased about is that he’s now off the blood thinning medication as the above attitude to danger often results in injuries which for the last year have bled profusely over furniture, sheets, towels etc.
The final statistics from his new regime were – four stone lost, nine inches off his waist and cholesterol reduced from 6.8 to 2.7. Quite a few people have said to me that they never really thought of him as overweight but these photographs definitely highlight the change in his appearance!
The Park Run has been a great addition to his list of activities and although meant to be just for fun – his competitive nature means he’s always chasing a new PB and several of the other runners! I’m there every week to cheer him on – and carry various people’s jackets/phones/wallets but I’m definitely NOT taking up running again!
Two other major things have happened during the last twelve months. One horribly sad and one incredibly lovely. I lost my dad in January and I’m not sure I’ve even started to come to terms with that.
However, on what would have been his 87th birthday, Mr J-M’s daughter gave birth to the adorable Baby J which means that this can still be a happy day. Here’s some photographs from our visit yesterday. She is just perfect. There was some amusement at my expense because she looks a lot bigger when I’m holding her! It won’t be long before she’s as tall as me!
All the more reason to stay fit and healthy! I’m just so glad he’s still here.