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NO ESSAY TODAY

To the dear and special people who read MWOA:  I didn't hit a bump in the road, it was more like a boulder and so am unable to write an essay at this time.  It wasn't that I was unprepared for what happened - because I was watching the transit of Neptune as it approached exact square to my Sun - it was that I was looking to the left and it came from the right, lol. 

As many of you know, the Sun rules the spine and heart and because I had been having issues with the former I wasn't paying attention to the possibilities of the latter.  But due to a dream where I was holding tightly to Mr. Puppy and walking up and down hallways, I knew that some form of transition/and or change was upon us.  And so I was being very careful with regard to my spine by making sure I didn't trip and fall the weeks approaching the exact aspect, most especially on Friday, February 1st, when I figured whatever was going to happen would happen.  I was a few hours off because it didn't strike until the early hours of Saturday, when I was awakened with chest pain and heavy pressure on my chest. 

Long story short, I called 911 and was taken to the local hospital and admitted.  Tests were run all day Saturday, some others on Sunday, and on Monday I expected to be able to go home after a stress nuclear test.  But no, they wanted to monitor me on a treadmill stress test, too.  I failed miserably to the degree that I was immediately transported to the Piedmont Heart Institute in Atlanta for heart catheterization.  The result was good news/bad news.  The good news is that the blockage that was found was not yet bad enough to warrant a stent.  The bad news is that the blockage is located in a dangerous area and I will have to take medication for the rest of my life and quit eating chocolate ice cream...among other things so as to prolong life here on earth.  Because of Mr. Puppy and the fact that his mother raised him to behave as a feral pussycat - to the end that he will not allow anyone but me to come near him - I shall strive to eat as directed and take the medication so that he does not lose his caretaker. 

I did not have a heart attack.  The cardiologists are convinced it must be a gastric problem.  There was some talk about all kinds of testing for the gastro-intestinal area.  I am convinced that maybe yes and then again, maybe no...because my afflicted Sun in the 7th house being squared by Neptune speaks to an inability of the medical profession to determine the cause of my problem.  I knew that going in and their findings didn't prove me wrong.

The moral of this story is that bumps in the road turn into blessings.  As a follower of alchemy, I experienced the bumps and waited for the blessings.  They weren't long in arriving.  The first one came via my very best friend forever (BFF), whose name is Nancy.  She made contact with one of my neighbors, who generously gave up his time to see to Mr. Puppy's food bowl and that he had water.  The next one arrived via the cardiologist who performed the heart catheterization...because she was a woman.  The Sun rules men and at this crucial moment in my life having a male doctor was not in my best interests.  Thereafter, the blessings kept flowing like a mountain stream rushing to meet the ocean.  And I've now been blessed with another BFF...his name is Michael, who saw to my getting home from Atlanta and making sure my prescriptions were filled...and who stopped along the way so I could buy corn for my deer family.  

I understand from some friends that prayers and good wishes have gone forth on my behalf.  I am humbled.  Please accept my thanks.

Blessings!