A Scare in the Night

Last night frightened me, I don’t do fear very well as I bury it deeply in order to cope with everything else around me. Sam, my husband, was taken into hospital last night with what we thought could be a heart attack or stroke. It turned out to be a reaction to medication he had been put on for migraines. It was gone 4am by the time we were finally home we were all exhausted and ready to collapse.

He is my world, that might sound odd but it is how we are. He is the reason I write every day. He pushes me to believe in myself and last night I thought I was going to loose him. I had to be so calm and focused because of our children, just so we could be there for him.

In January I nearly lost him, he had blood clots in his arm that would not break up and he ended up having surgery in order to remove them. So this frightened me a great deal. Perhaps I am silly for how badly this affected me but he is my world, my life. Silly I know. He is fine, tired, sore, but alive and fine and I can breathe again. It’s not easy being that deeply in love with someone.

It has been a week for grief and stress. My Grandma has a broken arm and that has left her doubting her strength again. She has been on her own for years so things like this rock her badly which I can understand. My Grandfather passed on Feb 14th 1974, which was one of the reasons I asked for Ruby Kisses to be released on Valentine’s Day with eXtasy this year. In tribute to him as well as my parents and the love they share.

But the scare is over, he is home, drained and we will cope with the effects of the events as they unfold.