Hi all.


Last Saturday I had a massive heart attack. If my partner hadn't called for an ambulance when she did I would not be here to type this message.

I'm letting all you good people know about this for a couple of reasons;

Firstly, everything is now so much more special than it was; my little boy's smile, blue sky, a hug, a cup of tea, a book, friends, parents, stars, my daughter dressed as a pirate... just everything.

Secondly that when I had the grim reaper standing at the end of my bed in hospital, beckoning to me with his bony finger I had absolute 'faith' in the doctors and nurses that cared for me and the science that backed them up. Despite being bought up catholic (managing to escape it's clutches about five years ago) I did not once give religion or god a single thought.
Just thought that was an interesting observation...


I have to take it easy for a few months now but I will be better than I was before thanks to science and a whole heap of medication!

I am very, very glad everything turned out okay, Mitts.

Glad you made it

Blimey 39!!! Glad you're ok.

Chin up ol' bean, I'm sure they'll have you working fine in no time.



Praise the science!

Yes, life is a bit different after rubbing shoulders (probably not the most appropriate idiom) with the Grim Reaper. Take it easy old chap.

Indeed. Take it easy, Mitts and get better.

Oh my goodness! Get well, and home, soon.

Hi Mitts. Sorry to hear what's happened. Wish you a speedy recovery.

Shit the bed!

Hope you're getting better.

Was the attack totally out of the blue?

*concerned 40 year old leading unhealthy lifestyle*

Get well soon!

Big hugs for you Mitts

Geez, glad to hear you are okay. And yep, it is the nurses doctors and staff helping you that are the real angels.

Zoiks, well done Mitts on pulling through, and doctors on doing the pulling. On the bright side, taking it easy for a few months might mean more time on ratskep.

Hey, Mitts. Take it easy and look after yourself. That's an order, OK?

Glad to hear you're here to tell the tale Mitts! Yes, we have the technology, we can rebuild you. If you don't mind me asking, were you treated with surgery or the Cath lab?

I'm even more encouraged, as a recovered Catholic myself, that you had no qualms about facing your mortality directly and honestly. Much respect from me! Best of luck with your recovery.

get well soon mitts

I'm glad you're still here, Mitts. I fucking hate hospitals, but I've been watching Comic Relief tonight and fuck me, but are we lucky to have them and all the brilliant doctors and nurses who work in them. I've had my brush with death too, and this daughter of a lapsed Catholic also never even thought to consider a god of any kind as I was lying on the hospital bed with my vision blackening. All strength to you and I hope that you are here for many years to come.

Very glad you are still with us Mitts. Once the docs OK it, less time on the PC, and more time with the gentle exercise.

We can rarely see things from the point of view of another person because we look at the facts through the screen of an impression or an interest which distorts our view; and then there are accusations, quarrels and misunderstanding.

Everyone has to play. The game goes on forever - or until you win. You win by finding death before it finds you.
There is only one thing in your life YOU can be sure of. That one thing is this moment, now. The last moment has gone forever The next moment has not come.
There is only one truth. It is being where you are. And where you are is where your body is.
The moment is your only duty. Your duty at any time in your life is to do what you have to do from moment to moment.

There is only one truth, and it is being where you are? Dang nab it, I was kinda counting on E=mc2 having some merit too.