Our love and good thoughts to the both of you. Heart attacks are damned scary; very glad you’re still with us, Mac! Hope that Elena’s surgery -- and subsequent physical therapy -- goes smoothly.
Please let us know if there’s anything else we can do besides pulling for you two.
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Nice to see Joe, JtB, Colleen, Sulla and TeX; thanks to Mr. WADministrator for the heads-up, too.
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa and Sven!
Continued prayers for Mac and Elena. You survived one of Cali’s backyard bonfires, you can survive this!
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8 years ago
Oh no, Mac & Little Mouse! Prayers have been sent. I’m hoping y’all get through this “meantime” soon.
It was good to hear from some of the other gerbils, too.
Bountiful must be a weird place. A tree falls over and it makes your house more desirable? Somehow, I can see Jerrie selling his house and then making the buyers let him continue to live there while paying him another fee for that clause! And remodeling it! And buying the neighboring houses, leveling them and putting in a museum/shrine to Jerrie! With a special VIP lounge called “The Boobage”.
This was a tough week to get through for BW. Yesterday was the one year anniversary of TM’s death. But the last week, being Holy Week, came before. That was the tough week in 2015 of the death & funeral.
Friday , on a whim, I said I wanted to go to The Honeybaked Ham store & get a spiral cut ham for Easter. (I’ve never been there before. I guess the commercials got to me!) So as we were getting out of the car, a man asked if we had a coupon. I said no & he gave us a$7 off an 8 pound ham. Once inside, BW wanted to buy me a cheesecake, too. An eight pound bone-in ham is pretty Yuuge for two people! When we got home, I opened it up for us to taste & ended up making sandwiches right away! I then divided it up and frozen it. Including the bone to make something in the future. The next morning we had ham bits in an an omelette. By the time Sunday rolled around, we were sick of ham & didn’t want a big dinner! Ha!
Over the weekend, we decided to go to Tiny Town to put flowers on the family plot. This was a tradition they had whenever TM & the girls were in town. Of course, the ones that live there would put Easter lilies out on the grandparents’ grave. BW I I talked about zipping down there & going to the church service, but decided that wouldn’t be right to barge in on the ones that already had their plans made. So we decided to go yesterday after the 9:00 counseling session.
Our plan was to buy some fake flowers, dress the graves, spend the night in a neighboring town, and then visit with relatives the next day. We also wanted to see the bluebonnets and other wildflowers along the way. They were beautiful!
When we got to the cemetary, a volunteer had just mowed our area, but the weed eating around the headstones wasn’t done. So I started pulling away the weeds for the flower placement. There was already an Easter lily in a pot on the Grandparent’s gave. Probably put there by BW’s uncle the day before.
While I was pulling those weeds, I realized that it has been about 50 years since I actually “dressed” a grave myself. I was 10 and helped an aunt hoe & clean up her husbands grave in a small country cemetary. (That we walked a mile to get to) We placed wildflowers that we picked along the way.
BW took a lot of pictures. I don’t know if she will put them on Facebook. She thinks it is bragging, but I say that the scattered relatives would like to see them.
So, after finishing up, BW& I drove around Tiny Town & looked at the outsides of homes that we have seen for sale on the internet, including her grandmother’s house. I would love to live in that town. But we are probably too citified for that life.
BW no longer wanted to stay overnight & visit. She just wanted to come home. So we did. I drove us back & we are now recuperating from the trip.
I hope to hop in later.
Moar prayers for those that need ’em & those that don’t!
See ya later!
(POO-f)
Yes, sadly. Elena gave away the bacon, sausage patties, and cheddar cheese, last night. Those are the main things I will miss. Most of the rest I am already well along with, we just have to be a little more diligent about it. We had already eliminated most sugar and carbs and I have been eating a lot of veggies. I will miss corn but that is OK. Adjusting to a more regular schedule will be a bit harder but not bad. When the dietitian at the hospital talked to me about my eating habits she did not say much needed changing and most of my indulgences like sugar free pudding cups and pop-cycles she said were fine.
The last year and a half I have been quite stressed and I have been unaccountably exhausted and have had a number of times when I had chest pain and aching in the left arm with shortness of breath. I just took a few hours rest or nap and chalked it up to anxiety, “man up, baby!!”.
A week ago Friday I had major pain in my chest, left armpit, and left arm, almost more than I could stand. I did not expect to see the night and I twice started to call Elena and tell her not to come home alone, I did not want her to find me dead or dying. After a few hours it moved to my back, radiating up my neck and out my left arm. I thought it was a pinched nerve instead of a heart attack so I was glad I did not call her. It eased up and through the next week I had different problems like nausea and arm pain but nothing too bad. I woke up at 5:30 am Saturday with bad arm pain and soon had the same chest and arm pain so we decided after a few hours to get it checked at the emergency clinic. I was still hoping they would eliminate the heart problem but obviously that was not the case, ambulance to the hospital and right after noon I was getting a stint. There was at least one complete blockage and there was some damage to the heart muscle but it should heal in a couple of months if I am good.
I guess the body felt a 2x4 was needed. I would hate to have anyone think I am stubborn but I did hear that word a number of times from different people there. They were a little surprised I had no medical history but they understood when I pointed out my last night in a hospital was about 40 years ago and my last physical was over 50 years ago.
I talked to our gentle Harper tonight. She had the flu and is very tired but she sounds good as always and she and her Dear David are happy. It has been a while so I was happy to know she is doing well.
Good morning, GN!
Mac and Elena --
Our love and good thoughts to the both of you. Heart attacks are damned scary; very glad you’re still with us, Mac! Hope that Elena’s surgery -- and subsequent physical therapy -- goes smoothly.
Please let us know if there’s anything else we can do besides pulling for you two.
Nice to see Joe, JtB, Colleen, Sulla and TeX; thanks to Mr. WADministrator for the heads-up, too.
Good morning,
Just catching up--thoughts and prayers, Mac, for both you and Mrs. Mac. If there’s anything we can do from California just sing out.
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa and Sven!
Continued prayers for Mac and Elena. You survived one of Cali’s backyard bonfires, you can survive this!
Oh no, Mac & Little Mouse! Prayers have been sent. I’m hoping y’all get through this “meantime” soon.
It was good to hear from some of the other gerbils, too.
Bountiful must be a weird place. A tree falls over and it makes your house more desirable? Somehow, I can see Jerrie selling his house and then making the buyers let him continue to live there while paying him another fee for that clause! And remodeling it! And buying the neighboring houses, leveling them and putting in a museum/shrine to Jerrie! With a special VIP lounge called “The Boobage”.
This was a tough week to get through for BW. Yesterday was the one year anniversary of TM’s death. But the last week, being Holy Week, came before. That was the tough week in 2015 of the death & funeral.
Friday , on a whim, I said I wanted to go to The Honeybaked Ham store & get a spiral cut ham for Easter. (I’ve never been there before. I guess the commercials got to me!) So as we were getting out of the car, a man asked if we had a coupon. I said no & he gave us a$7 off an 8 pound ham. Once inside, BW wanted to buy me a cheesecake, too. An eight pound bone-in ham is pretty Yuuge for two people! When we got home, I opened it up for us to taste & ended up making sandwiches right away! I then divided it up and frozen it. Including the bone to make something in the future. The next morning we had ham bits in an an omelette. By the time Sunday rolled around, we were sick of ham & didn’t want a big dinner! Ha!
Over the weekend, we decided to go to Tiny Town to put flowers on the family plot. This was a tradition they had whenever TM & the girls were in town. Of course, the ones that live there would put Easter lilies out on the grandparents’ grave. BW I I talked about zipping down there & going to the church service, but decided that wouldn’t be right to barge in on the ones that already had their plans made. So we decided to go yesterday after the 9:00 counseling session.
Our plan was to buy some fake flowers, dress the graves, spend the night in a neighboring town, and then visit with relatives the next day. We also wanted to see the bluebonnets and other wildflowers along the way. They were beautiful!
When we got to the cemetary, a volunteer had just mowed our area, but the weed eating around the headstones wasn’t done. So I started pulling away the weeds for the flower placement. There was already an Easter lily in a pot on the Grandparent’s gave. Probably put there by BW’s uncle the day before.
While I was pulling those weeds, I realized that it has been about 50 years since I actually “dressed” a grave myself. I was 10 and helped an aunt hoe & clean up her husbands grave in a small country cemetary. (That we walked a mile to get to) We placed wildflowers that we picked along the way.
BW took a lot of pictures. I don’t know if she will put them on Facebook. She thinks it is bragging, but I say that the scattered relatives would like to see them.
So, after finishing up, BW& I drove around Tiny Town & looked at the outsides of homes that we have seen for sale on the internet, including her grandmother’s house. I would love to live in that town. But we are probably too citified for that life.
BW no longer wanted to stay overnight & visit. She just wanted to come home. So we did. I drove us back & we are now recuperating from the trip.
I hope to hop in later.
Moar prayers for those that need ’em & those that don’t!
See ya later!
(POO-f)
Gentle Mac and Elena,
My prayers are going strong for both of you to recover quickly
^^heartattack^^
and….
Mac -- listen to Cali. You absolutely must stay away from fake bacon.
Patty Duke has passed away at the age of 69 -- sepsis from a ruptured intestine. How sad and completely preventable.
Mac…
Yes, sadly. Elena gave away the bacon, sausage patties, and cheddar cheese, last night. Those are the main things I will miss. Most of the rest I am already well along with, we just have to be a little more diligent about it. We had already eliminated most sugar and carbs and I have been eating a lot of veggies. I will miss corn but that is OK. Adjusting to a more regular schedule will be a bit harder but not bad. When the dietitian at the hospital talked to me about my eating habits she did not say much needed changing and most of my indulgences like sugar free pudding cups and pop-cycles she said were fine.
The last year and a half I have been quite stressed and I have been unaccountably exhausted and have had a number of times when I had chest pain and aching in the left arm with shortness of breath. I just took a few hours rest or nap and chalked it up to anxiety, “man up, baby!!”.
A week ago Friday I had major pain in my chest, left armpit, and left arm, almost more than I could stand. I did not expect to see the night and I twice started to call Elena and tell her not to come home alone, I did not want her to find me dead or dying. After a few hours it moved to my back, radiating up my neck and out my left arm. I thought it was a pinched nerve instead of a heart attack so I was glad I did not call her. It eased up and through the next week I had different problems like nausea and arm pain but nothing too bad. I woke up at 5:30 am Saturday with bad arm pain and soon had the same chest and arm pain so we decided after a few hours to get it checked at the emergency clinic. I was still hoping they would eliminate the heart problem but obviously that was not the case, ambulance to the hospital and right after noon I was getting a stint. There was at least one complete blockage and there was some damage to the heart muscle but it should heal in a couple of months if I am good.
I guess the body felt a 2x4 was needed. I would hate to have anyone think I am stubborn but I did hear that word a number of times from different people there. They were a little surprised I had no medical history but they understood when I pointed out my last night in a hospital was about 40 years ago and my last physical was over 50 years ago.
Very scary Mac. It could have been so much worse.
It’s easy to miss, or misread, the signs. I’m just glad you acted, and are now on the healing path. Continuing prayers for you and Elena.
Thanks for checking in, Mac. Glad you are moving down that road of recovery.
And nice to see all the old timers checking in!
I talked to our gentle Harper tonight. She had the flu and is very tired but she sounds good as always and she and her Dear David are happy. It has been a while so I was happy to know she is doing well.
Thanks Joe!
Anniversaries are always hard, Rabbit, but they do get better over time. You guys did good.
Thanks, for the Miss Harper update, Mac. I think of her and David often.
I’m so glad Harper and David are still doing okay, the flu aside.