Tachicardia night

Holy crap, I almost died.

Ya see it was like this.....we was sit'n round the table over at the "main gathering place", Rich and Mary's front yard eat'n french fries and shoot'n the bull. I started sweat'n a bit and said "what the hell", something ain't right. Felt my pulse and yep, something weren't right. Headed back to "da house", strapped on the old blood pressure thingy and HOLY SHIT....184 pulse rate. Blood press was still ok. I have medication to control my heart rate but I was out for the last 3 days. After 45 minutes on the floor, after I lit up a smoke, my heart rate began to head back to normal. Now a day later, I'm feeling pretty good. Still a little dizzy when I stand up and weak from the attack, but will be back to normal tomorrow. Just in time to go play a round of Texas Hold'em.

Called in my meds this morning....first time I ever did that, took off for Walmart for a few grocery items and haul off a bag of trash to the dumpster down town. I was go'n lickity split down the highway and here come this big ol' bus down the cross road like he gonna run that stop sign. Holy crap, is he gonna stop. I hit my brakes just to be on the safe side. That big ol' bus crossed the highway right in front of me, never even see me com'n down the road go'n lickity split. That were a close one.

Speak'n of never see me com'n, how many of ya depend on railraod technology? You know, them crossing gates what come down to warn ya a train will be pass'n by in just a few seconds. Go'n lickity slit ya know. Do you look to see if maybe there might be a train or do you depend on the gates to tell ya? Your life could depend on the old addage "STOP, LOOK and LISTEN". The reason I say this is years ago I was headed off to do some "night" work, where I had to cross a railroad track. It didn't have gate, but it did have them little flash'n light thingys with bells. Well, they weren't flash'n and the bells weren't ring'n, so I went lickity split across then tracks. HOLY SHIT.....there's a freak'n train, horns a blow'n and lights a flash'n. Yes I made it across, but let me tell ya.....I left my heart somewheres back there on them tracks. Took me 30 minutes to recover. Poor bro in law must'a pooped his pants 'cause he wanted to go home right now.