Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Fragments from the week

That was the week that was (ongoing)

Life is a blur. Rapidly streaking by at mach speed. The older I grow the faster it flashes and turns the calendar pages. As a child Christmas arrived at an excruciating slow pace. The build up of expectation, the time away from school, the anticipation of snow was an overwhelming pleasure that I looked forward to all year.

Now I wish time would slow down. At times I wish it would even reverse. What I would give to have my Bridget as an inquisitive four year old again, snuggled up beside me in bed sleeping the dreams of angels.

What I do have now are fragments of memories from the past few days that will serve as tiny souvenirs of the waning days of 2005.

Joe and I traveling to Van Wert Saturday morning and I putting the new CD I had found at Borders into the player. Buena Vista Social Club. I feel as if I tricked him into listening to my "wacky Latin music" by saying it had Ry Cooder on it. I look back on that morning and him listening to the album in its entirely as symbolic of his love for me. And his tolerance of my wacky ways as I leaned over and sang "Ay ay ay ay....I am the Frito Bandito" inserted into the music.

Monday mid-afternoon found me having the attacks in my chest again. I was driving north on I-69 and began to semi-panic. I felt for certain I was having the beginning of a heart attack now! I turned around and headed back to Ft. Wayne and an urgent treatment center while in the waiting room I positioned myself into an incline posture that took the pressure off my chest. The doctor examined me and told me the news. I have a pulled muscle in my chest.

It has not hurt once since.

We were having a visitor at the Sales Center. Someone from my past! Someone who has been promoted from the Center in Lexington to the biggest position in the Regional area. I have not seen him in four years, and feel he was very instrumental in helping me find my way back. Or course I wake up yesterday with a red blemish on the tip of my nose! Good lord!!! All day long I had to keep reapplying make-up to the affected area. When the day was winding down into the final moments and I thought I had missed him and abandoned my nose charade, there he was.

Oh it was good to see him!

Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday, is tomorrow. I found this terrific Arkansas Bar-B-Que place in the downtown area and we will have smoked brisket and the fixings for dinner tomorrow. Then I travel to Kentucky for time with my family.

That is what I am thoroughly thankful for.

13 comments:

ally123130585918 said...

I just loved reading the fragments of your memories, I too wish I could slow time down - even better if we could reverse it...Glad the chest pain turned out to be a pulled muscle and not a heart attack.....Happy thanksgiving...Take care...Ally

my78novata said...

OH yes I so wish for time to slow down to go back and re do some precious moments too that I was not able to enjoy as much as I would now. Glad it was nothting worse than a pulled muscle though that is painful enough. Happy Thanksgiving. Welcome back to KY :>} Even if only for the holiday  

mtrib2 said...

It must have been a scare having chest pain.  Finding out the cause had to be a good feeling.  The changes that life brings make youth a part of life that is remembered with fondness for it's simplicity.  Knowing now how complex life really is makes the comparison an awakening.  Have a good Thanksgiving holiday and enjoy the family togetherness it brings.   mark

tc01hm said...

Enjoy your Thanksgiving and have a happy one!
The older I get the more muscles I seem to have, the kind that talk back to you.
Tess

mom23nca said...

Glad the chest pain was not serious.  Have a wonderful time with your family.

lisaram1955 said...

Scary stuff about the chest pain.  Isn't it amazing how, the older we get, the more prone we are to huring ourselves without even remembering how we did it?  Just one of those things to love about aging.

Have a wonderful holiday, Mary!  Lisa  :-]

ksquester said...

KISS the KY bluegrass for me.........I miss it so!   Anne

ryanagi said...

Mmm...brisket...

suzypwr said...

Have a great holiday! I wish time would slow back down for me, too :)
xoxo

delela1 said...

Yep.  Time does that to me as well my friend.  Pulled muscle...sigh of relief.  BIG sigh of relief.  Gawd, don't you just hate those pesky red blemishes.  If timing is everything then those things have got it down.

Enjoy your holiday!  Be careful out there...

randlprysock said...

Great news that it was a pulled muscle and NOT a heart attack!  And that is so true how life is such a blur as we get older.  I just can't understand it.  Not enough time in a day!  My sister and her family live in KY too and hope you have a safe drive.  Oh yes, I almost forgot, my grandpa pastored a church in Decatur years ago and I spent a year living in Fort Wayne and a few summers with Grandpa.  I still remember the loop that went all the way around the city.  For some reason I think it was called Coliseum Blvd but maybe I'm wrong.  It was a long way back.  I learned to drive a stick shift on the hill going up that circle loop around that city.  Loved the church in Fort Wayne.  Had a crush on the pastor there...the youth pastor.  He got married and I was heart broken.  Awww, I was so young then.  Well Happy Thanksgiving to you!!  PS We have a lotta latin music down here in FL it's a big hit!  Hugs to you,
Lisa

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nellemclaughlin said...

There is a muscle in your chest that when pulled is called "The Devil's Grip". Most people feel they are having a heart attack. Glad yours was nothing serious. HAPPY THANKSGIVING: today I am most grateful for my husband and son but all of you wonderful friends from J-Land are high on my list. Hugs.

sunnyside46 said...

what a scare you had!
Marti