Loving Hubby

On Tuesday we had such warm temperatures that Hubby decided that it was a great time to clear the slush from the driveway. He worked so hard, pushing the slush to one side or another, so that our 500 foot (downhill) driveway would be cleared. I stopped him at noon and brought him in for lunch, and made him take a break, but as soon as he was done, he and and Fritz went out again.

He worked until the sun began to set and then came in. He sat down, with a nice brandy and read his email.

Since I had a meeting at the Library to attend, I made a casserole for our dinner, and at 5:15 sat down to eat mine early. I then put the casserole back in the oven to stay warm until Hubby was ready to eat.

While I was enjoying my chicken casserole, Hubby started to move around, and he touched his chest several times. I could see, in my minds eye, that commercial on the TV for aspirin. It’s the one where the man talks about having a heart attack. I stared at Hubby, worried sick!

“Are you having a heart attack?” I asked. (I think I sounded panicky because Hubby responded in an annoyed tone.)

“No! Just used some muscles that I do not normally use.”

I went back to eating, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him, and he knew it.

“Would you cut it out.” he said “I’m fine.”

I offered to stay home, but he wouldn’t hear of it. So I went to the meeting, and had my cell phone resting next to my notebook. I’d turned off the ringer, but left the vibrator on, and I got 5 calls! (That never happens!) I have to tell you that I was close to having a heart attack myself!

Hubby was fine, and I should have listened to him, but I couldn’t help it. I love him so, and I worry like crazy about him.

However, I have to remember that he is in better shape than I am. He skis, he works on the fruit trees and in our garden and stays very active. I’m lucky that he takes such good care of himself.

I am such a worry wart! I really need to relax!