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CHOICES - Pick Of Two
Posted On: 08/20/2015 00:59:01

CHOICES - A Pick Of Two

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

9:57 PM

It was on Easter Sunday morning, 2006. April 16, a day I will  always remember. The day dawned fine, the temperature comfortably warm with the promise of a nice sunny morning... I was in a quandary. What should I do? Would I dig my bike out of the closet and get some condition into my winter legs. Or would I go to church. At this point in time, I had only recently come to be a semi regular church goer. For the most part to please my adopted grand children... More on that subject in a later episode... My choice that morning proved to be the best one I could have made. I decided that I would ride my bike in the late afternoon before supper... Well! I walked the 3/4 mile to church where I drank coffee and fellowshipped with friends and adopted family. I was feeling good, both physically and mentally with no inkling of what was shortly to happen... A little before 10 a.m. I joined with everyone else in the sanctuary to await the Pastor to begin the service. When every one stood, I stayed sat knowing that all was not well. My left arm had begun to go numb from the shoulder, then the steel bands were tightening around my chest. At the same time the cold, cold sweat and my right arm coming out in sympathy with it's left partner... When asked if I was alright, my answer was a firm NO! ... Heart attack... As it happened that morning, there were two nurses and a paramedic in the congregation, so I did have immediate professional help as we waited for the ambulance to arrive, which it did within ten minutes of being called. In a little over thirty minutes I was safely in the emergency room of the hospital 14 miles away being pumped full of clot busters and whatever else they do in such situations... A few hours later I awoke somewhat confused in the Intensive Care Unit. The nurse told me that I had suffered a heart attack and the early diagnosis was that there was no serious damage to my heart that I had got the treatment necessary in good time... I can only imagine what might have been my fate had I chosen the other option and hit the back roads in my bicycle. Brown bread in a ditch more than likely and maybe found days later... That was nine years ago and I am still alive and kicking today and enjoying life... What I do know, is that my belief in the Almighty is a whole lot stronger now than it was on what could have been a very fateful day way back then.

 


That folks is my "C" and not a cat in sight... At some time there will be a sequel to this tale when a letter presents itself. My stay in hospital was not completely without incident. 



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