Why good medical news can still feel scary when you’ve lived through heart failure Friday, I walked into my cardiology follow-up feeling pretty confident. I’ve been feeling really good. Like… good-good. More energy. More good days than hard ones. That stretch where you finally start to exhale and think, “Okay… maybe we’re steady.” So I expected a normal appointment. Maybe a “keep doing what you’re doing.” Maybe a small adjustment. But what I heard instead? I was not ready for

I thought I was ready. After weeks of battling a lung infection, the flu, and a rough patch of AFib (atrial fibrillation), I had my mind...