Friday, April 3, 2009

As funny as a heart attack, not!

We go through life thinking certain things are true with what we have been taught to understand as fact. But sometimes in life there is something’s that boggle the mind without rhyme or reason and today I was hit with one.
My cousin that I speak of occasionally who is a retired science school teacher from NJ and was also a referee for basketball and volleyball there on a high school and college level, in retirement chose to do that for Special Olympics, and that is a big WOW. He and his wife retired here, in Florida about eight and half years ago.
He also volunteers at an organization that is called Mote Marine Laboratories that has to do with the education of people about marine life and the preservation of marine life; and they also do rescues of them.
Well, this is a man in his mid sixties, never ever overweight who ate right and healthy, never smoked or drank, and there he lies in the CCU of our local hospital recovering from emergency angioplasty surgery after a massive heart attack. The reason I gave you all his background is because that is why it is called the silent killer, but I neglected to give you one important piece of this puzzle, heredity. Our grandfather, another first cousin and uncle all died from heart disease, but oddly enough his Dad, my uncle is now 93, and so that is why I am saying is you never know.
So get those stress tests, watch the blood pressure and cholesterol and remember that women are as susceptible to heart disease as men. Know your family history, and never ever take anything for granted.
Let me close with my cousin’s wife saying that his prognosis is good, but he must rest for the next three months without any excitement at all, and until his medicine is regulated he will not be released from the hospital.
Our hearts filled with love, excuse the pun, and prayers are with them both.
Since when you have been married as long as all of us have been; what hurts one hurts the other one just as deeply.

Onward with some updates: yesterday the fence got a full coat of primer, and today we went to the grocery and came back to rain, yes again, in our dry season!
But yesterday my hubby had completed the indoor ramp for me to go down that 5”1/4” step to travel outside on my scooter, and that went almost smoothly, but not entirely. You see, we have a slight incline or is it recline, oh well, it’s a hill down to the dock, which has a marvelous 28’X24’ wooden decking that I rolled down to, but my chariot got stuck on the way back on a bump in our lawn, and my voice was not loud enough to be heard ( people I know are now laughing at that profusely) by my husband who was on this thing, the computer in our sunroom! I bellowed loud enough I thought to wake the dead or at least some neighbors, but no luck.
Fortunately, my trusty Skipper, our Bichon Frise, decided he had enough of being just a lovable Marley pet and turned into somewhat of a Lassie, and when I said go get Daddy, he miraculously did by jumping on the door next to the computer inside, but from the outside!
My husband opened the door and I screamed once again and I was rescued by my men! TADA! My husband came down the hill and pushed ever so slightly, which scared me with his bad back, and he managed to get me loose of the lumpy bump in the lawn and that was that. Now the next project after the fence is totally completed will be a board walk from the left over fencing for my scooter to glide over and hopefully not get stuck at all in our backyard.

On that note of positivity I will bid you all good night and to you all count those blessings and I will too!

Which way will the war go?

  My eyesight is going again... in case you missed it... Netanyahu snaps back against growing US criticism after being accused of losing his...