Bit of a scary week around these parts. On Thursday, I was at my restaurant when I suddenly lost feeling in my left arm and got so dizzy that I fell to the ground. My team thought I was having a stroke and called an ambulance. I spent the bulk of that night at the ER. I’m currently writing you from an x-ray lab waiting room. It’s looking likely that I have some pinched and dysfunctional nerves, but they’re doing more testing to be sure.
Reader, I’ll be damned if frightening wake-up calls don’t make you more appreciative of every second we get here. I’m keeping it short tonight as my left hand is still full of that pins-and-needles sensation. Let me be a lesson to you: go do it all. Chase dreams, tell people you love them, etc. When I was in the hospital, all I could think of was my family and my music, particularly how much fun I had at Sunday’s Day Of The Dowd show.
Near-death has a way of showing you what you live for.
Whatever matters most to you, give it everything you’ve got this week, and I’ll see you next Monday. -Em
