so… i don’t normally title my entries… but this was simpy too fitting… let’s start back on Friday… i left work, went home, ate and then headed out to the Jars concert… which was very good… and included a spectacular surprise which i’ll only share with the good folks that read my forthcoming concert review… by the way, i’ve never really written a full concert review before… so it will be interesting to see how i end up approaching it… i have my plenary notes all prepared… just a matter of figuring out the best presentation… anyway… i got home a little after 1 from that show… which is really late for me… then i got up around 7 to begin my Saturday… my brother in law had come down sometime while i was at the show and he brought with him a few items to install around the new place… this included a garage door opener, a new faucet for the kitchen sink, and blinds for the bathroom, so that when i shower, i don’t put on a show for the neighborhood… anyway… that was my morning… i pretty much just worked on the garage door opener… and all the wiring and stuff… anyway… after all the installs, i took a quick (private) shower and we headed out… destination Locust Grove, VA for a Universal Royalty concert… so after a few miscues, we made it to our destination… it was shortly thereafter that my Saturday took a turn for the worse…

my first mistake was not bringing along my inhaler… (yes, i have asthma)… it wasn’t in the normal spot and we were somewhat hurried as we left… so, for one reason or other, it was left behind… and it was hot… the temperature was hanging around the upper 90s all afternoon and into the evening… the air was oozing with ridiculous levels of humidity… and so it was that somewhere during the barbeque and joking around with the band and some other friends, that i started to get short of breath… i didn’t think too much of it since i haven’t had any serious problems with it for quite a while… so, i just kept calm and quiet… did some breathing exercises and tried to cool off… (the house we were at was without a/c)… as the afternoon wore on and we were heading over to the venue, my breathing progressively got worse… and by the time we actually got to the church, i realized that i needed to get an inhaler and i needed it asap… initially i thought of heading back home (about an hour) to get my inhaler… but then i remembered that some of my friends had the same prescription… so i was able to cop a few hits from someone else’s inhaler… unfortunately, the attack had been going on for far too long and even though my breathing appeared to be clearer, i was suffering greatly from some intense chest pains, lightheadedness and nausea… i vomited a bit and it probably would’ve been a lot more except that i couldn’t get a deep enough breath to heave… so, anyway… i tried to fight through the pain and stuff, expecting it to pass fairly quickly… but it didn’t… i couldn’t breathe or move without jagged pains all throughout my upper body, but mainly on the left side of my chest… needless to say, my wife was concerned greatly as well… and once when she asked how i was i said that if i were to imagine what a heart attack felt like… this was how i thought it would be… bad choice of words, really but i wasn’t thinking all that well… see, my family has a really bad history of heart disease… last year on one day, i lost my grandfather and an uncle… my uncle to a sudden heart attack (not his first) and my grandfather to complications from a previous heart attack (he had been bed-ridden for months)… on that same day another of my uncles also had a fairly mild heart attack… anyway… it’s nothing to take lightly… so… i decided to head over to the nearest hospital since it wasn’t getting any better…

the hospital turned out to be a little over twenty miles away… and we got there a little after the show was supposed to be starting… i jokingly pointed out that i had wanted to see UR, not the ER… but anyway… we checked in and i was screened and entered into their system by a nurse that told me i was too young to have chest pains… (even though most of you consider me ancient)… and made plesant small talk as she took my blood pressure and pulse and stuff like that… as she took me back to the official room, where the doctor would see me, she mentioned that if i wanted my wife and daughter to come back i could just let her know… daughter? what the…? anyway… it took a good 45 minutes before the doctor actually saw me and he basically just listened to my breathing a little and said it sounded clear… then he sent someone in to give me a nebulizer, which she kept calling a legal bong… and i sat there breathing through that for what seemed like forever… then i got an ekg (electrocardiogram) and they said that my heart is pumping just fine… nothing seemed out of place… so it turned out to just be that because it was such a struggle to breath that all the muscles in my chest were inflamed and sore… and it got better throughout the night… so after an hour and a half detour to the night… we headed back to the church, having missed the entire show… and then i helped the guys break down the stage and load up their trailer… (probably not a good idea, but i’m stubborn)… and then after a while we headed home… i’m pretty bummed about missing the show, but i think i made the wiser decision… and my lungs are still a bit sore… but i would put it on the level of “i swam too many laps in a pool and swallowed a lot of chlorine” type of pain… so yeah… God is good and i’m still around to irritate everyone…

anyway… here’s something random… am i the only one that thinks it’s pretty funny that Project 86 is pushing for their fans to buy the new release even if they already bought the independant version of it?… i mean their songs are all about the evils of marketing and the manipulation of the media and stuff… i found it somewhat ironic… and funny, because i’m pretty twisted like that… ok… i’m off to accomplish at least one of the seven bazillion things that lay before me…

peace… love… bdg…