The only hope I had was my external hard drive, at least it would be only a months worth of work to re-do. But it was not retrieving any of my information. More discouragement.
My mom was on my case all the time, telling me to get going on re-doing my book. I know, I told her... I will. But I was still pretty discouraged and didn't know where to even start. Finally Jared brought me all my old comic strip drawings so I could begin scanning them again. And my mom kept bugging me.
So that brings us here, to the part about the heart attack... I thought I would give my hard drive one more chance before re-scanning everything. Once again I looked up some potential solutions online and once again, I prayed like a Grandmother with multiple gangster grandkids... I followed the advice of a troubleshooting forum, and plugged in my external hard drive two thirds of the way in... And then! OMG!!!!!!! The hard drive showed up!!!! My reaction was unlike any reaction I had every reacted and my family came running to see what was wrong... Nothing is wrong!!!!! I said, I got my comics!!!!!!!!
So all day I was trying to catch my breathe... all day my husband was chuckling at me... wow... I got my comics. I still can hardly believe it.
I am now infinitely more inspired to get working on my book now!