I made this photo five years ago. At that time I had no heart problems that I knew of, at least. Come forward five years, I have five cardiologist; had a triple bypass eighteen months ago and two stents twelve months ago. Yet the problem keep on keeping on.
Ever since my bypass surgery, I have been plagued with severe (is there any other kind) angina. The stents were to stop that, they didn’t. In the past year I have had four heart caths searching for the problem. Until the one this last Thursday, they all showed nothing that the eyes looking could see. This last set of eyes were keener and looked in the right spot and found an 100% occlusion in a small branch off the RCA (Right Coronary Artery).
The only problem was that the hospital in which we were at did not have the correct tools to allow him access blockage. He was as frustrated as me and Susan.
So now we wait over the three day weekend to hear from another cardio surgeon and to get scheduled at the right hospital to have my pump a pumping correctly. In the meantime I rest close to my nitro and watch the clock tick…. Peace out…jw
“Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.”
– Marc Riboud
Ah yes, some days just don’t go quite like you planned. One day your running free in the jungle and then you felt a little stick and you wake up behind bars with dry hay to eat instead of the fresh garden in which you ran free.
I just got released from the hold of a hospital bed. I felt it was just another of my familliar panic attacks, but my BP went to 247/143 with a pulse rate of 133. I took my regular meds, but just could not get it down and the need to breathe was getting harder and harder. So, we call 911 and it is off to the hospital. A bunch of nice people ( the EMT’s and hospital nurse’s were just incredible), but I would have much met them all someplace for a beer.
The cardiologist was firmly convinced I had experienced a heart attack and must have some blockage in my heart. So, pokes, prods, needles, ekgs, cardiograms of several types and the worst a chemical stress test. So strange to be injected with a drug and see and feel your heart race to 150 beats per minute in less than 60 seconds. Kind of felt like a panic attack.
And in the end, after all the tests it was what I originally thought, a panic attack.
I wonder if the gorilla has figured out his dilemma?
I”m living life free, as it should be, just as I am……peace out….jasL
We watched them graze like cattle. They moved with such grace in the air. Once they left the earth they left their awkwardness behind. It was nothing but grace.
It never ceases to amaze me how a new happening becomes imprinted in the soul. I was not at all prepared when they turned and in mass headed my way, twenty feet off the ground. Directly over me. For just the time of one shortened breath I felt the brush of the soft stir of air as it flowed over and under their wings and through me.
One of those fleeting moments in life that leaves you with no way to replace the feeling of the moment into words. It became like the smell of a freshly washed baby. A smell you will always remember with that part of your heart that stores such things away for your use only.
monos en theos ††† jasL
I am stuck on a leaf kick. But hey you work with what falls on your heart.
“The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart.” Helen Keller
Wear your heart where it grows! Monos en theos †† james
Yes you do! As scary and unlawful as it may be!
And yes my dog Grace’s eyes are that blue. She is also gifted with total deafness. So unlike my wife, she doesn’t even have to pretend she can’t hear me. But they both have me wrapped around their pinkees!
Do dogs have pinkees? Or you can just roll with the urban dictionary of pinkee: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=pinkee
monos en theos †† jim/james/jas/jimbo/jimmy jam/gymbo/jimber or kozmic kowboy…….a guy of many handles and still searching for who I am!
But somedays it is just too easy to drop our guard and misplace our direction!
“Let’s roll, Hey be careful out there!”
monos en theos†††jimbo
I am having fun working in my Kelly Rae Roberts e-course on mixed media and collages. I still have not really dove into the mixed media part of the class. Some of it is fear and some of it is just the comfort of working in a familiar tool: Photoshop. Plus it gives me a venue to see some of my old images in a new way. Or hell, maybe it is just being lazy. Anyhow, my latest effort was done just for fun. Plus I got to discover and read a little of J Cole. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._Cole Not someone I had ever known and works in a genre that I would not normally put my ear to. Warning, not all his lyrics are this calm and nice.
monos en theos ††† james work