He was brought back with CPR and an AED unit, but had to have both re administered a few times, before hitting the ambulance.
Walked to his machine and fell out...
A start to the morning like that makes you inventory your last couple of days.
It makes you wonder if you kissed your Wonderful Wife before going to bed and gave all your kids hugs goodnight, the night before. ( I kissed the Wonderful Wife, but gave the three McMonkeys a half-hug, so they didn't have to get out of their chairs, in case your wondering...)
We visited my mom and had a belated Easter dinner. I started the prayer and she added her thanks to God, at the end...
That morning Jake, my youngest chimpanzee, who had been asking me for a week to do something with him, to make something, asked again...
So we went out in the garage at 9:30 am and drew a rifle stock onto some PVC trim board that I had purchased for our kitchen window. ( Sorry, Hon! )
We cut it out with a jigsaw, drilled out and carved the trigger assembly and then drilled and tapped the end to receive a 1/4" NPT steel nipple, for the barrel.
Of course he needed a scope...
So I drilled out about seven successive 3/8" holes, 1/2" deep, along the top and cleared using the drill bit like an end mill. I found some scrap 1/8" pipe, about five inches long and used some copper pipe hanging straps to mount it.
He became more antsy, every step further we went. " Can I play with it NOW ?", he kept asking...
I finally found some red spray paint and coated the " barrel" and its end, then handed it over to him, telling him not to get any paint on him or his clothes, or his mom would kill me...
Done just in time for Mare to return from her work out and we could get things ready for the trip to grandmas, as my honey showered and did her hair.
After grandmas, it was a regular evening...
I guess that would not have been a bad last day...
I talked with one of the guys in my crew and told him about the notes I leave every morning, on the dry erase board. He told me that he always kisses his wife goodbye and gives a quick " toot" on his car horn, as he leaves the driveway...
Another mechanic said his wife would kill him if he kissed her goodbye and would ridicule any note he left her, if he did leave one...
He said his son had told him that if he died, his mom would just marry someone else.
I quietly gave a humble prayer of thanks up to my God, that I had been Graced with such an abundance of Love.
I prayed that this fellow might also find that, in his family...
Truth be told, I did a lot of praying today. I prayed for my friend, in the hospital, for a speedy and full recovery. I prayed that my Wonderful Wife and none of my McMonkeys would ever get that call, from my workplace. I prayed that all the children going to the trampoline park with Mare and her friends today, would be safe...
I prayed that people would understand, REALLY understand that this is a live action show and not the dress rehearsal...
That the final act, like it or not, is unflinchingly on its way.
No do-overs and no time outs, when that curtain falls...
We may not make it to the end of the play, and our ever present understudy may have to finish our soliloquy, in our absence.
All we can hope to do, is to try to make every moment in this life's spotlight worthwhile, and hope what we are, resounds in those we've loved...
The curtain is up.
Make your part count...
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