I’m just saying, 2013 is shaping up to be an interesting year.
I had a lot of fun things planned for last week. A giveaway. Dinner with worship leaders from my church. A post about the inner lives of artists. Spending some time with my friend Kimmy to put together the new bead mixes I’ll be adding to my shop soon. Finishing up a new fusing project
Instead, my husband called me shortly after I got to Wired Designs last Tuesday and told me he was feeling so poorly he didn’t think he could drive himself home – he was afraid he was going to pass out. Now, the thing you need to know is that Nick is the master of understatement, so “Not bad” is high praise. Conversely, “I feel a little punk” means he’s really unwell and “I’m afraid I’m going to pass out” is cause for genuine alarm. So instead of just picking him up and taking him home to lie down, I told him to call 911.
I arrived ahead of the ambulance, which gave us time to pray together. And I have to say that he looked bad. We were both surprisingly calm for most of it, but I was genuinely concerned about him, especially when his blood pressure pegged out at 200 over 88 – that’s getting close to stroke territory. He wound up spending four days in the hospital and (among other things) getting a complete cardiac workup, which – thank God – came back completely clean. But he’s still having intermittent symptoms and will have to follow up with other doctors for more testing so we can get to the bottom of what’s going on.
So once again, I’m a little behind the 8-ball and having to get caught up on a whole host of things. Look for a give-away post later in the week – in the meantime, I’m doing laundry and heading up to my studio!