I have to say that I was surprised this morning to see that Matt had shared Roloff World blog with his facebook friends. He didn't let me know he was going to do that, or even that I had a green light at all, but it works for me and I'm not complaining. I want to emphasize to readers that the stories I share are from my perspective based on conversations, observations and information I come across. Of course I do have to have some cooperation from the subject of these stories or this would not even be possible, but again, the perspectives and opinions are mine and to that I want to be abundantly clear.
So now what? Well he did say that he would tell you more about his visit to the emergency room last night...
Usually Matt see his glass half full, but sometimes even he can feel like his glass has a hole in the bottom. He gives the impression that he thrives when he has multiple balls in the air and projects galore to focus on, and for the most part this is true. Yet, even for him sometimes things become a bit too much. That’s the way it appeared yesterday at lunch anyway.
No one wants to be seen as vulnerable, and Matt is no exception. But I think the prospect of the stress and other heart tests that were scheduled yesterday was wearing heavy on his mind.“If I don’t survive, I want to be cremated” is what he said. Dramatic, you bet, after all this is Matt Roloff. But I could hear the thread of sincerity in his voice too. He was visibly tired and not feeling well and although he'd prefer to focus on his dirt deal, it was not happening. He had a 1pm meeting at the farm before he headed off to his tests that afternoon, I told him to at least try and relax before his tests.
When Matt got in his car to leave, a fan that was also in the restaurant followed us out and wanted to chat with him. I had begun to walk away as Matt got into his car when the man walked around to stand within his open door. He was excited to talk to Matt and seemed to have something specific he wanted to share. Knowing that Matt was truly not feeling well, I was wondering if I should try to step in, but no. Matt graciously talked with him for several minutes and the man left smiling ,not having any idea that he had encountered Matt on a very off day.
At 4pm Matt had been at the hospital for an hour and I was thinking that hopefully the most uncomfortable parts of his tests were behind him and tomorrow he will have the pep back in his step and he will be back up to his eyeballs in dirt. Well that was the idea anyway...
Later in the evening the doctor called Matt to let him know that there was something not right with his (my words, obviously I am not a medical professional) blood work on his lungs. He wanted to schedule Matt to come into radiology for a scan. When Matt told him that his chest was a little heavy and he had some burning sensation too, The doctor changed plans to sooner rather than later and with Jeremy at the wheel, back to the hospital he went. By midnight the scan was complete, showing nothing. I think this is a good thing, because he doesn't have a blood clot or something worse looming in there, but Matt remains frustrated by not having an answer to what is going on.