A HITCH IN THEIR GIDDY UP

One of my reasons that I try to keep this blog is to encourage and inspire everyone.  George and Dave have had quite an adventure and they are always talking to people who say they would love to go to Alaska.  I say to everyone: Follow your dream.  Everything starts first with a thought; so think of your dream. Then like headlights driving in the night, just start your car and drive.  Like your car lights, you can’t see your final destination but still you drive knowing you will get there and you enjoy the ride along the way.  Just as your car breaks down during your trip, George and Dave have faced some wild and crazy adversities.  Some funny, many scary but they kept going.  Their trip this year will be delayed due to health issues for both of our gold miners.  It seems their timing is impeccable because without any planning they both are out of commission at the same time.  Dave and his wife just returned from vacation a week or so ago and they both have been deathly ill.  Since Easter, George has been battling some heart issues with a condition called A-fib.  He has been in the hospital for 1 procedure after another and I know he has been disappointed he never had that iconic nurse with the big boobs and short white uniform delivering a soft and healing touch with a bed bath.   Instead he’s been cardioverted (shocked) twice with no resolve, donated vials of blood and is sick of IV’s and a shaved groin with everyone in his “business.”  His heart cath was great and showed no butter in his veins (George loves real butter).  Our latest hospital adventure was a heart ablation.  This is where an electrophysiologist (Doctor) maps out his heart and goes in through the groin with lines that go to the misfiring cells in the heart and burns an area to create scar tissue around them to stop the A-fib.  George never complains but those straw sized sheaths they inserted in his groin would make anyone shiver.  It’s not that he doesn’t feel pain; he just doesn’t look.  After his trauma with a foley catheter I know he would rather be in Alaska dealing with the bears than go through that again.  So now at breakfast with the guys every morning, on his days off from medical procedures and appointments, George has been like every other “old person” that talks about their medical issues instead of gold mining.  He’s chapped that his record is ruined because he now has to takes medicine for the rest of his life.  The guys will cancel their airline tickets and reschedule for August.  I don’t really want to keep a blog on this adventure but what I want for everyone to take away from this is that we never know what the future holds so again I say: Follow your dream.