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Thursday, March 28, 2013


It had been six years since I'd seen Gabriel.

I remember waking up on an operating table after cardiac ablation --which was because I had a problem my old pacemaker couldn't correct. While gardening at a high school, my pulse increased to 250 beats per minute, about like a hummingbird, and I was discovered flitting from blossom to blossom. The campus entomology club convened an emergency posse and managed to catch me with several butterfly nets.

The procedure fixed my tachycardia and I woke in the electrophysiology lab in a hospital basement. Everybody was wearing surgical masks. A tall young man approached and said, "Hello Geo., I'm Gabriel." I told him I wasn't surprised but hadn't expected him to be in scrubs. He laughed and explained he was my nurse. We would remember each other.

Six years passed and then, four days ago, I again found myself being prepped for surgery in that same basement. This time I was to get a new pacemaker, state of the art, better than the old wind-up ones or those noisy diesel things.

I saw a familiar figure. "Hello Gabriel."

"Hi Geo. It's been a while."

"Still in scrubs, I see."

"As long as I need to be. You've got a busy morning ahead."

That was Monday. I elected to recover at home instead of upstairs in the hospital so I went home that afternoon. This means I've been only lightly supervised, taking pain pills and various medicines that make me feel taller on one side than the other and back again. Now it's Thursday and Norma has told me I've had several conversations, seemingly coherent conversations, with a number of people. Problem is, I have no recollection of them. My powers are under a cloud. So if I've made any comments on peoples' blogs this week that may not reflect strict sobriety or that express regrets to the Czar regarding services rendered to the Hapsburgs, please understand Gabriel couldn't do everything.


  1. I hope you are feeling back to normal soon and are able to enjoy your Easter.

  2. Oh my God, Geo., you have these major things and barely mention them!!! Keep up with the happy pills and recovering. Take care and heal up all good. As for the blog comments, so far, you've made perfect sense, so I knew something was going on... :D xo

  3. Geo. I had no idea that you and Gabriel have such close connections. It's a comfort to have friends in high places.

    Please take care, recover quickly, and have a joyous Easter.

    Your comments on my blog always make more sense than the things I write.

  4. I am so glad that your angel Gabriel was at your side again.. It is good to see a familiar face when we find ourselves in a place we would rather not be. Take care, dear Geo, and heal quickly.

  5. So glad they are replacing those old diesel jobs....the noise wasn't so bad but the smell...... up and get strong. Positive and healing toughts headed your way.

  6. "As long as I need to be. You've got a busy morning ahead."
    And it seems that Nurse Gabriel looked after you well. Take care, heal quickly and play in the blogosphere when you feel up to it.

  7. So glad to hear you're on the mend. No more hummingbird humming, please! :-)

    I've got a bit of tachycardia myself... for now, beta blockers are dealing with my Type-Alpha personality.

  8. Geo I wish you a speedy revovery sir. Sounds as if Gabriel was meant to be there on both occasions. That's serendipitous.

  9. Glad that your procedure when well. And don't knock the free high. Once upon a time we did all kinds of crazy things to alter consciousness like that.

  10. It's the kind of place you want to see a Gabriel, it suits him. And I quite like the quirksomeness of the medicated ramblings, they also rather suit you. Above all, however, I wish you a swift, painless, clear headed recovery and hope the new machine suits its purpose with superb efficiency :-) x

  11. Wow! hope your feeling tip top. Gabriel sounds like a good soul to have on your side.

  12. Dude!

    It's about time you got rid of that smelly diesel version. I mean, if anything's gonna generate a gassy smell in your vicinity, by God, it should be YOU... the old-fashioned way.

    Seriously, I'm so glad you've got the procedure behind you. (Um, the surgery, that is... not the gas production.) You take care of yourself, and try to enjoy the altered consciousness. Should help you come up with some mighty interesting posts.

    Thanks goodness for people like Gabriel. And you. Take care, dude.

  13. 'I was discovered flitting from blossom to blossom.'


  14. Butterfly nets and deisel pacemakers with angelic goodness, I do believe you've enchanted me.

    Be well.


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