I even registered and made a hotel reservation. Then I began to add up the cost. Wow, what a lot of money just to have a great time. Never before had this bothered me, but I had strong compulsion to cancel and I did. Oh, at times as I read about people planning to go, I nearly changed my mind. Thank God, I didn't.
The week before the conference both hubby and I had a ferocious cold. His was worse than mine, but I certainly didn't feel good. Then Saturday a.m., he complained of feeling strange and very dizzy. My daughter and I took him to the ER. He was seen immediately and his heart rate was only 30 beats a minute. The ER doc said it was amazing he was conscious!
Imagine if I'd been in Phoenix or even traveling home while that was going on? Or what if I hadn't been there when he started feeling bad? He would have been by himself, and I'm not sure if he'd have called anyone to take him to the hospital.
All I can say is, though I had no idea this was going to happen, I truly believe God did and helped me make the decision I made to stay home.
Getting old is not easy.
Hubby is doing well, he has a pacemaker now and it is helping a lot.
In between doctor visits, and there's been a bunch, I'm carrying on with my writing and promoting my next Rocky Bluff P.D. mystery, A Crushing Death.