1. A feeling of contentment or self-satisfaction, especially when coupled with an unawareness of danger, trouble, or controversy.
  2. An instance of contented self-satisfaction.

Contentment – happiness with one’s situation in life

Content – Desiring no more than what one has; satisfied.

This is a post that I had started awhile ago and never quite finished my thought on.  It started with considering how complacent and/or content we can get in church, in our Christianity, in our marriage, in work, in life etc.  That’s actually all the farther I got with that thought and that’s why I never published it.

This week began with me going to the ER with dull chest pain and shortness of breath and after an EKG, blood work and chest x-rays, they concluded that they were sure I might have acid reflux.  Everything about my heart checked out good, so I went for a stress test Tuesday, then a followup with my doctor on Thursday and we’re sticking with the acid reflux diagnosis.  That’s a very good thing, considering it’s much better than anything heart related.  This week, I have slept more than normal because I have been more tired than normal and it’s definitely not a good week to miss any work.  I’m too busy for that, but I did miss some for all these tests.

Breathing is easier now, I can get a deep breath when I need to, which I couldn’t on Sunday, but it still takes extra effort to take the deep breath.

I thought I was going to the after hours clinic to be told my breathing trouble was allergy related and all they said was go to the ER now!  Talk about a wake up call.  I am changing things, like watching what I eat and I intend to exercise more.
So, blogging has taken a back seat this week and that’s why I’m digging thru my unfinished drafts.   I’ve had time to realize that I don’t want to be content or complacent and I think I have been, according to the definitions above.  A feeling of contentment, coupled with an unawareness of danger.  I’m glad that my heart is all checked out and healthy, but I don’t want to become complacent about it, for sure.  There are other areas that I know I shouldn’t be complacent in.

What about you?  Are you waiting for your wake up call?  It’s not fun, trust me.

By the way, you know how when you go to the ER and they make you sit and wait for a few hours, I now know how to get around it.  You walk in and all you do is say ‘I have chest pain’.  They run up with a wheelchair and you are so in.  Maybe next time, when I need stitches or something, I might just mention that I’m having some chest pain, get back there, then say, ‘oh yeah, can you stitch me up while I’m here, too?’

Have a great weekend, I’ll be resting.

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