I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder. ~G.K. Chesterton
My Miracle Man & Me. My beach combing exploits have been temporarily interrupted by my Hubby who decided to have a heart attack on Saturday night. I was watching some tv in the living room when I heard him call my name from the bedroom. "Oh for goodness sake, what does he want now" I thought to myself & continued to watch tv. After a minute or so my conscience elbowed me hard & I walked back to see what he needed. I found him gripping the sink & in extreme pain from his jaw to his chest. We live 3 minutes from a hospital so I hustled him outside to the car & off we bolted off to the ER. That was Saturday night & he came home Tuesday afternoon with a stint in his LAD. The doctor assured me someone was looking out for Hubby because blockage in that artery is usually non-negotiable. I asked the doctor "Isn't that artery called the Widow Maker?". "Yes" he grinned "But I don't as a rule use that term...