Was at work yesterday when suddenly my doorbell and front camera started to go completely bonkers. I thought it was a dog or a cat running around on my front yard having fun but when I looked in the camera this is what I saw!

A man mowing my yard! 🤩 The thing was though, I didn’t recognize this man! I couldn’t figure out who he was at first.
So I texted a neighbor up the street asking if this was someone in her family. Figured maybe it was as they know a little about my medical history. They have helped me a couple of times when my body decided to inspect the ground more thoroughly than necessary. Well, it wasn’t them but she did recognize the man. It is Troy, my next door neighbor. The reason for me not recognizing him is that I don’t see him very often. I see the wife and kids, but for some reason him and I are not outside at the same time.

I was sitting at work completely shocked. My coworkers was almost a little jealous that some kind person would do this. I don’t think Troy knows about my medical conditions. That mowing the yard is one of the things that triggers my POTS (Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome) the most and worst. It can take me up to 4 hours to recover after mowing.
I had planned doing it on Friday but my POTS was so bad that day, it was not going to happen. It would have been a free ticket to the hospital for sure. Then I was going to do it after Forney Market on Saturday. But after being outside in the sun and not drinking enough water (stupid) that wasn’t going to be a good thing either. So I was praying that the rain would stay away until noon today so when I got home from work, I would take a quick nap and then get it done. If I got sick then I had the rest of the day to recover. And then, out of the blue, he did it for me. And he took the dead branch that was in my yard too! 😘

I got off work late this morning. At 3:30am they send us on a transfer from Forney to Arlington. I don’t know how they were thinking here but there was no chance we would be back to 6am. It didn’t get too bad though, I clocked out at 6:45am. Came home and I was tired. Got the dogs fed and taken care of, turn on the A/C and went to bed. As I was laying there in bed, completely exhausted, knowing that someone had mowed the yard for me, I started bawling of gratitude. It is a risk for me every time I have to do it, even though my brain enjoys it, my body just doesn’t.

At the time of writing this blog, I have not been able to go over to them and thank them for his generosity. As soon as I see someone coming home later this afternoon or tonight I’m going over and knocking on their door. Because I am beyond grateful for what he did for me!