We all of have our quirks. Beyond that, we all have patterns of behavior. Many of these are conscious acts. I find quite a bit of comfort in my morning and daily routine of the work week. We also have patterns of behavior that we are not necessarily aware of but can be quite obvious to those around us.
Please allow me this disclaimer: I am a flawed, vain, selfish and often lazy creature. I know this. I a, also certain that others can point out my eccentricities of behavior better than I can, and certainly those of which I am not aware, or choose to ignore.
But this post isn't about me, but about the EW. Yesterday the EW was taken to the hospital complaining of chest pains. She thought she was having a heart attack. Little One was with her and got to ride in the ambulance. The EW tried to reach me and drop off the Little One but I couldn't be reached. I was deep in a drug aided sleep. I had taken some non-prescription sleep aids and left my phone in the living room when I went to bed. I missed calls from the EW, Little One and MoJ. Little One even pounded on the from door, but I slept one for several hours.
I am sure that the EW thought I was up to shenanigans, but sadly I was alone, Morpheus had taken deep into his land. When I woke from slumber, my first thought was not to go for my phone. Who calls me on weekends? Apart from the odd call from a friend or a family member, one. And certainly not a call before noon. I also didn't expect any calls from work that early because we didn't install any new software over the weekend (next code push is Wednesday, so I do expect emails and possibly calls all night Wednesday and into Thursday AM). I rose, showered, dressed and prepared to head to a leisurely, decadent breakfast. When I grabbed my phone I saw that I had been sought by lots of folks.
I called the EW and she was safely at the ER I headed that way. When I arrived, I was greeted outside by the College Boy (step son - or is it former stepson since we are divorced? What is the etiquette here?). He guided me back and I saw the EW and Little One standing beside her. The EW said she had had a heart attack. College Boy had told that the initial tests had come back negative. The EW was being admitted for observation as the cardiologist was not working that day and they wanted to keep an eye on her.
I am not a doctor. The EW may well have had a heart episode or even a small heart attack. Time will tell. She is in her early 40s. She is a smoker. She is overweight. Not morbidly obese, but probably 25-35 pounds over her age/height target. She also has some sort of mitral valve prolapse, but this has never required medication or treatment, apart from antibiotics in conjunction with dental procedures.
The EW does a have a pattern of finding herself I. The hospital when relationships are in trouble. It happened several times with me. It happened on a couple of occasions with her last girlfriend. After speaking with College Boy, the current girlfriend moved out on Saturday. Sunday found the EW in the hospital. I tended to come to her side when we were married, even if I didn't want to be there. Towards the end of our marriage, I didn't maintain the 24 hour bedside vigil. I knew the drill. The last girlfriend didn't, either. The current girlfriend apparently was a no show.
I hope that the EW is blessed with a long, healthy life. I hope she lives to see her children grown, graduating, married and have children of their own (should that be their desire). I hope that she determine what makes her happy in this life and then finds it. Maybe I need to do the same.
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