Forty-two is the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe and everything. (according to The Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy).
Indeed, that might be true as I found out today.
I went in for my regularly scheduled pacemaker appointment. Had to make sure my pacer was still being a hardass all over my heart, whipping it when it gets out of line and all that stuff.
Everything was fine as usual. My pacer is still new (only 2 years old), so I wasn't worried about the battery being depleted yet or anything. I've had a pacemaker for 30 years, so the tech usually does a fast test because there isn't all that pesky explaining to do. I know what's going on and would rather just have the test over with and get on with my afternoon.
But this appointment was a little bit special to me. You see, before I had babies, I would go to these tests and they would shut off the pacemaker for a few second to see what natural rhythm my heart had. Always, it would beat at approximately 28 beats per minute. Not bad - but not good either.
A year after Logan was born, they performed this same test, and my heart gave a return of 35 beats per minute! It's been that way ever since I had Logan. Improvement!
Today would be the year after Lane was born test. And today my heart came back at 42 beats per minute! The ultimate answer!!! !!!!!
It would seem that my body, when faced with supporting a life other than just myself, rallies. And it rallies well.
Anyway, does this mean that if I have 2 more kids, I'll have a normal functioning heart? No. My valve would definitely blow out. But I like to think that my kids have strengthened me and my resolve to live well. It may also come from the happiness I have in my heart right now.
Life is good... so neener neener grim reaper, you can't have me yet!