My name is Kris Ebel. I am a happily married mother of three children. Three years and a half years ago I had it all. I had just retired from my job as a public safety dispatcher. I could now do all the things I couldnít do when I was working full time. So thatís exactly what I did. I did everything. I volunteered at my childrenís school, I volunteered at my church. I babysat for friends small children during the day. I was football mom, choir mom, cheerleading mom. Anything anyone asked me I said yes. After working midnights for so many years when I retired I was thrilled I no longer had to worry about getting enough sleep and because I did not have to sleep in the daytime any more and was not working a full time job I felt I had all kinds of time to do everything. Right? I didnít know that there was a ticking time bomb waiting to go off.
Then it happened. October 10, 2004, at 5:30 in the morning I awoke with a burning pain in my chest that felt like I had swallowed a large ice cube, burning pain in both shoulders, elbows, and wrists, and I was sweating a lot. No matter what position I got in nothing helped. Luckily, through my training as a public safety dispatcher I knew what was happening. At 38 years of age I was having a heart attack.
There were a lot of contributing factors that led up to that point. I was 75 pounds overweight, I had had high blood pressure and hypertension for the past year, I was taking birth control pills and Vioxx. Letís also not forget the 4 Hurricanes that year and my three children: 17, 10, and 7. No stress there. Perhaps the biggest contributing factor was my lifestyle. I was completely over-extended. I lived in the drive-thru. Fast food was my best friend. Exercise? Who had time for that luxury?
I felt I needed to take care of everyone else and taking care of myself would just be selfish. What we donít realize as women and mothers sometimes is that if we donít take care of ourselves first we wonít be around to take care of anyone else. The worst part of having a heart attack was what it did to my family. The fear that followed. My husband is a 6-2 240lb SWAT commander and he was afraid.
I had lost 50 pounds at one time but have recently gained back about 15 pounds. I am in a self-pitying slump and am trying to get out of it. I thought joining a team would give me some accountability and support. I am tracking my food and am starting to exercise again. I would like to help support others in their journey and at the same time help myself.
Life Verse Proverbs 4:23
Above all else guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life.
Proverbs 4:23 Above all else guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life.
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