Ever since my husband's open-heart surgery last year, I've been hyper vigilant about my heart health. Maybe a little too hyper. I've relaxed a bit now, but I was taking my blood pressure several times a day. (It's always low.) I pop fish-oil capsules and baby aspirin daily. I haven't eaten pizza in months, and I'm pretty much caffeine free.Despite my newfound vigilance, I started experiencing heart palpitations shortly after my husband's operation. So I went to my family physician and told him I thought I had "contagious heart disease." He told me there's no such thing, but he took an EKG anyway. When the test results came back normal, he said the palpitations could be from the stress of my husband's ordeal, and told me I shouldn't worry so much. When the palpitations didn't stop, I went back to the doctor and told him, "Something's not right." He hooked me up to a heart monitor, which detected an arrhythmia. Next week I go for a cardiac stress test, and then begin taking a beta blocker to correct my heartbeat.I knew something was wrong, and I knew I had to be vigilant. The human heart is incredibly strong, yet incredibly vulnerable. Just one tiny blood clot, a recent television commercial reports, can cause massive heart damage.
Likewise, the Bible says, "Above all else, guard your heart, for it is a wellspring of life" (Proverbs 4:23). Of course, the proverb isn't talking about my cardiovascular muscle, but rather my emotional center. That, too, needs vigilant care.I've learned this truth the hard way—especially regarding my heart's wayward affections.1