Julie Anne Rhodes

In all honesty, open heart surgery is not a walk in the park. In fact I am beginning to think I could run for president of the wimp club (and win)… it has been tough. The upside… I feel like Charlie winning the golden ticket in Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. My arteries all checked out squeaky clean, my blood sugar has remained normal, and my blood pressure couldn’t be much lower with me still breathing… so I officially have the all-clear to eat whatever I darn well please! My cardiothoracic surgeon delivered the news in person along with a Hershey’s kiss to celebrate. NO restricted diet necessary… I feel like I won a free pass into foodie paradise, or at very least, I’ve been vindicated that my diet is a healthy one.

Julie Anne Rhodes
Pesky little congenital defect corrected. One wee little problem left. It appears as though my getting my heart mended has the same effect on my appetite as getting my heart broken. I don’t seem to have one. Therefore, it may still be a month or two before I feel up to whizzing around the kitchen concocting recipes. When I’m not blowing into silly looking contraptions, having my back pummeled with cups, or being frog marched around the house to build my strength back up… I am on a steady stream of Food Network in search of inspiration and a tinge of hunger… so please stay tuned!
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