Two things inspired me to write this post.
The first is 
And the second thing, or first, November 15th will be exactly twelve years since I had heart surgery.
I was 28 years old at the time, working on construction, full of energy. At least that's what I thought.
I'd supposedly had a heart murmur since I was a kid, regular checkups from before had always shown more or less the same condition. Nothing that bothered me.
But we worked thirteen days non-stop and only rested on the fourteenth.
My roommate and I were getting our passports ready to go to Sochi, Russia. There was a lot of work going on before the Winter Olympics.
But our plan didn't go as we had imagined.
He went to Russia and I had to have surgery.
My condition had gotten worse in the meantime.
They didn't know the exact reason for the major prolapse.
A combination of several factors, bad luck, and I would say excessive physical work at the time led to it.
The operation was a shock for me, it was the hardest thing for me, I was full of strength, and when I had problems, nothing tied me to the bed like this.
Like this difficult heart operation and the installation of an artificial valve.
I can tell you that life flashed before my eyes.
It was really hard to get out of bed, to walk again, walk a little and more and more
Of course, it was not possible to go back or give up
The end of February of the following year arrived and one thing that helped me a lot in my recovery and that got me completely back on my feet .
It was the garden.
Yes, I'm not kidding .
Little by little, go to the garden, plant something, pull up the grass.
I had a goal, a reason to leave the house .
I grew up in the countryside and my garden was always there, I was always doing something .
But not like this time, this time was also my recovery .
There I totally changed my view on gardening and not only that
After my complete recovery .
I changed jobs, almost like socks, not that often :)
I am an electrician by profession, I mostly worked that way, but also as a shift manager, maintenance manager, field maintenance.
I worked in the first factory for the production of cat furniture in Europe, our largest meat industry, dairy ...
After the operation I changed my diet, and working in some food industries only confirmed my views and determination regarding food.
I started producing my own organic food, and I strive to produce as much healthy food as possible.
I changed jobs not always for better pay.
But because of my feeling of whether I belonged there, whether I liked it and whether I could rest for the weekend.
Oh yes, I realized that the weekend is needed for rest, for family, for me.
With a job change, I ended up selling and manufacturing hydraulic hoses and components.
I've been doing that for a little over five years now. I'm not really satisfied with it either, Saturday is a work day.
But it has other advantages than my previous jobs, so I stuck with it.Of course, my goal is to find a job closer to me so that I don't have to travel about half an hour by car one way.
Because what I realized, no matter what job you do, there is never enough money.
Do something you love
Avoid stress as much as possible, and in the city it is sometimes impossible, fortunately I live in the countryside.
Walk in nature as much as possible, the Danube and the forest are close to me, and there is also a garden that relaxes and unwinds. I never force myself in it, it is work with enjoyment.
The weekend is for rest, a trip, whatever some activity that will relax our body, recharge our batteries.
Now from this point of view I wouldn't work as I am. But in this country it's hard to find a "good" job.
Thanks for reading.
Until next time.
Stay healthy.
Markone85
