LIFE IMITATES ART
Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans, is what John Lennon said and he was so right.
This acrylic on board painting is one I did for the son of Jim from Elders Fine Art Gallery when he was recuperating after a car accident called Bandaid for Matthew, but I will have to borrow it now for my own husband!
LIFE AND ART
There we were hubby and me” happy and gay the laxet way” (borrowed from an old advertisement) going about our business as usual. Well usual for us is that I do the art thing and hubby is the manager and runs the household. Ever since he had a back injury some 20 years ago we have been used to take each day as it comes to some degree. For the most part he manages very well and does a little bit of this and a little bit of that with a rest here and there. Hubby is not one to wallow is self pity, the pain is always with him but it is not something that he talks about or dwells on.
HEART ATTACK NOT ART ATTACK
However a couple of weeks ago it got really bad as it does from time to time and he had a few days in bed, but seemed to be on the mend. So this particular night we went to bed as usual and the next thing I know I am being woken up by hubby standing next to the bed saying “I think I’m having a heart attack, you better drive me to the hospital”.
Now I was in a very deep sleep and suddenly didn’t know if I was Arthur or Marthur, but I shot up out of bed in a jiffy and ran for the phone in the office to call an ambulance. Hubby thought I should drive him in, “no way” I said as I know from the First Aid training that is a big mistake. If the patient suddenly looses consciousness or stops breathing there would be no one to do the CPR.
Anyway when I got to the phone I realized I couldn’t see to dial and had to run to find the glasses, felt like I was running around like a chook with my head cut off, lol finally got through and the ambulance was on their way. Patient was resting on the bed with severe chest pain, but otherwise his color was good and he wasn’t clammy or had any other symptoms.
I called our son Kai who occupies the “man-cave” downstairs so he could keep an eye on his dad whilst I at least got some clothes on, and asked Kai for a running commentary of how the patient was looking.
THE ART OF THE HEART
The ambulance was there within 10 minutes and then off to hospital we go. After a long night hooked up to “machines that go beep” (as Monty Python would say) blood tests, and ECG and finally an Angiogram the diagnosis was in. Not a heart attack luckily, however what ailed him was Pericarditis. What’s that I hear you say, well that’s an inflammation of the heart sac. From what I understand most commonly comes from a respiratory infection, but it can also come from a mouth or skin infection. So in this case we think it may have stemmed from a cut/infected finger a few weeks ago – remember when he fell like a timber in the woods, in the LITTLE MISS WEE WEE art blog.
So all is well that ends well, after a few days in hospital hubby is home resting now and for the next 10 days and driving me nuts with the orders of scrambled eggs on toast and other requests, which for someone who normally burns toast and only excels at the boiling of water and possibly an egg is no mean feat. So it’s quite obvious we all look forward until the 10 days are up! LOL
So life happens to you whilst you are busy making other plans and here is another quote I like on the subject this time by Robert A Heinlein (writer).
“Don’t ever become a pessimist…a pessimist is correct oftener than an optimist, but an optimist has more fun – and neither can stop the march of events.
Till next time happy painting and sculpting to you and stay healthy,
Love Marie xxx (c)
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