Paul's Heart

Life As A Dad, And A Survivor

Inspirational Lyrics – “Man Against The World” by Survivor


Man Against The World by Survivor

Have you ever walked the night alone like a man against the world?
No one takes your side, a boat against the tide.
When your faith is shaken, you start to break,
And your heart can’t find the words.
Tossed upon the sand, I give you a man against the world.

All the people cheer till the end is near then the hero takes a fall.
They’ll drag you through the mud.  You’re only flesh and blood.
Oh I’ve walked the path from dark to light and have yet to come to terms.
Alone I take my stand,I’m only a man against the world.

But love!
Like a distant reminder, it tugs at my shoulder,
It calls me home.
I shout!
Can a single voice carry?  Can I find santuary,
Within your arms?
One day when the answer’s clearer,
One day when I even the score,
You’ll reach and you’ll find me with you,
Right beside you, forever more!

But for now I walk the night alone, like a man against the world.
A brand new day will shine, through the avalanche of time.
Though the road is long, but the feeling’s strong,
And the fire within still burns.
Alone I take my stand, I give you a man against the world.

Is It Possible To Overstate The Obvious?


I can admit that I am very biased when it comes to my daughters.  I know that I have two of the most beautiful little girls, with the happiest dispositions, friendliest personalities, and the most loyal of friends to others.  Each evening, before they go to bed, I tell them “I love you”.  They get a huge hug.  I tell them how proud of them I am (as well as any other compliment I can throw their way).  This is not to say they are perfect, I know that they have their moments or as I call them, brain farts.  But every night, they go to sleep knowing that they are loved and how special they are to me.

So it caught me off guard last week.  It was one of those crazy move-move-move nights trying to cram everything into a two hour window.  We stopped to get the girls something to eat quickly before heading to the school for the annual book fair.  A woman who appeared to be in her late 80′s or more was dining with her daughters.  As she left the restaurant, she walked by us, looked at me and said, “make sure you tell your children you love them, every day.”

The woman’s comment left me with an eerie feeilng kind of like when the old man in the original Friday the 13th movie warns the kids going to Crystal Lake.  The difference was, that she was not warning me as much as I feel she was expressing to me a guilt that she may have been carrying.  She was a very nice woman and she definitely came across as sincere with her request.  Had she not loved her children?  Had something happened that she was unable to make amends?  Might she have never let her children know they were loved or even told them?

I assured her that I make sure that every day I tell my daughters that I love them.  It is not just a motion that I make sure of that is carried out, a robotic “I love you” or a less than enthusiastic slight hug is easily picked up on by a young child. 

This is an especially happy time of year as the girls anticipate Christmas.  Wendy has gone over the edge already with HoHo Fever decorating.  In fact, just two days ago, she officially hijacked the car radio to two radio stations playing Christmas songs before Thanksgiving has even occurred.  But Christmas this year seems a bit odd in that there is not really much talk of Santa Claus as much as there is concentration on Mommy and Daddy.

Though I am certain that old woman will never get a chance to see this, I hope that when she left the restaurant, I left her with a feeling of certainty, I do love my daughters, and I let them know any and every chance that I get.  Whether they are climbing all over me, or if I have them pinned to the floor tickling them (Madison has such an infectious tickle giggle), or in a calm daddy-hug, my “ting ting” or “bug”  and “boo boo” know that they are loved unconditionally.  As always, it is going to be a fun holiday season.

Med-Alert Bracelet


Just how important is the Med-Alert bracelets, bling that is meant to save your life?  I bought one four years ago, and of course its condition looks like I have had it that long.  I am not known for wearing bracelets or watches.  I really do not like anything around my wrist.  However, my investment of a little over $30 has already been counted on once.

A Med-Alert is a tag that can be worn on your wrist as a bracelet, or around your neck as a necklace.  Paramedics are trained to look for these identification tags as patients know this is the only way that they can communicate if unconcious.  My particular tag only measures about a half inch wide by an inch and a half long.

On the front side it shows my name, identifies three main medical issues with me, treatments I was exposed to and when, and then refer to the back side of the tag.  On the reverse side, it lists two of the main doctors I deal with, orders to call them immediately, and also a note to refer to my wallet for additional information.

My wallet contains two laminated information cards.  The first card lists all the things that my body has been through, or put through, a miniature medical file of diseases, wounds, treatments, etc.  It is amazing and overwhelming at the same time to see the abreviated version of my health history.  The second card deals with fevers and infections.  There is a special protocol that needs to be followed for me being asplenic (no spleen).  Actually it should be applied to anyone without a spleen.  A cocktail of antibiotics are to be started IV assuming I have an infection if I report to have a fever.  In the meantime, blood cultures need to be done immediately (to see what the infection might be) which is why they antibiotics need to be started right away, as cultures take time to grow.  A case of sepsis has close to an 80% chance of mortality after 24 hours of devloping.  There is no time to wait for test results.

My bracelet is pretty well scratched up as it has never left my wrist.  So it has been bumped and scratched, but it is still able to do the job it needs.  This past March, my personal system was put into play as Wendy called for an ambulance at 4am.  The EMT’s noticed that I had the bracelet, read the bracelet, and then asked Wendy about my wallet with the information cards.  Without me being able to speak, the EMT’s now knew my medical history and the extra care I would need.

Days later, I was told that my blood levels were so high for sepsis, that I had to be septic for at least 24 hours prior.  So I was already at risk.  Delays definitely would not have been in my favor.  The doctor was able to order care stat, that is medical lingo for “now”.

In this particular case, I believe my bracelet saved my life, and there is a good chance it will be needed again.  But there are so many others who would benefit from alerting an unsuspecting EMT:  diabetics, cancer history, high blood pressure, etc., any kind of condition that could affect emergency care with you not being able to communicate is crucial.

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