Two pills. Two pills that I take three times a day until I take another pill that makes me take more pills for the rest of my life.

But two pills three times a day means my heart finally stops speeding like there’s no tomorrow. Stops trying to take my tomorrows. I can walk from this room to that room without having to sit and hope I can catch my breath, and hope it will slow down.

I’m not all better yet. There’s still other things that need to be fixed.

But for now, my heart and I are thankful for two pills.