I’m sure you’ve heard of stress eaters, well I am a stress painter. The more stress I am under the more I need to cover canvases or paper, I’ve even resorted to wood. (examples to follow)
So I guess you are waiting to either see more paintings or at the very least find out why I am stressed this time. So here it is!!
I am sure if you’ve read some previous blogs that you know I have been periodically stressed and even depressed about my husband Dale. He has gradually gotten worse with regard to his health. His unfortunate list is now A. Fib., Congestive Heart Failure, C.O.P.D., Giant Cell Arteritis, and is on blood thinners and oxygen full time. Needless to say, he has a hard time doing anything. But he is constantly tired and has trouble sleeping lying down, so he sleeps in a recliner. This part isn’t that stressful to me because I can help him when he needs it.
Due to the very slow immigration department, he has not got his Landed Immigrate Status so he still has to go to Washington to get his medications and breathing equipment. As a result, he is currently there doing that and trying to see all his specialists. This was supposed to be a fast trip but he ended up selling our 5th Wheel and our beloved boat since we can’t use either one of them. He was finally ready to come back on Monday. He had one last dinner engagement and was driving back to Loon Lake about 30 miles away when he dozed off for a second and drove off the road into a farmer’s field and then into a creek. Fortunately, the farmer heard the crash and went to his rescue, Ambulances, first aid, and the Police were called he ended up in the Hospital in Spokane By some miracle didn’t break a bone or need stitches and didn’t bleed to death. But he was prettty bruised up and they kept him till the next morning. The truck is a write off so a friend of ours picked him up the next morning. I heard about this when he phoned me then.
Tomorrow our son-in-law is driving down to bring him back here finally!
So I have been painting up a storm as you might imagine. But I am hoping for a break and for things to go back to normal, whatever that is!!
A week later…
Dale and Bernie my Son-in-law made it back to Canada. Dale looked pretty bad with big black bruises and a few cuts. He was exhausted in spite of sleeping most of the way home.
For the next few days, he could hardly do anything without severe shortness of breath. But each day he gradually was able to walk around a bit and stay awake for more time.
He now can take the dog up the mountain in our UTV and let him run for a while and we have been out for dinner once or twice. It’s still going to be a while until he gets back to where he was before and he may not get all the way. Here’s hoping !!!
More to come….
Some time has passed and Dale has not got a family doctor yet. But he needed some help mainly because his legs were grossly swollen and his pressure socks were cutting off his circulation. So took him to Urgent Care in West Kelowna and they were wonderful. His Docter there gave him a full work up and what she couldn’t do she ordered out. She also promised to get him a Cardiologist
The Interior Health Program has sent up a Respite Therapist to help his breathing problems. This is a huge relief for both of us,
I hope the next time I will have better news,
More to come…..
Stress paintings:
