A Day In The Life Of Petska

Breathe

On New Year's Day, we were walking on the beach out here near the house, and I felt this sharp pain, sort of like someone had stabbed me. I went down on one knee and just couldn't catch my breath.

-Mariska on her lung injury

It was January 1, 2009 the start of a new year. This particular new year however was about to get off to a rough start for Mariska and Peter.

"Morning beautiful," Peter said sleepily as Mariska stirred in his arms

"Morning handsome" Mariska said as she opened her eyes to find Peter gazing at her

"Were you watching me sleep again?" Mariska asked with a smile as she snuggled into Peter not quite ready to leave his warm embrace

"I can't help it you just look so angelic when you sleep I can't tear my eyes away from you," Peter said sincerely as he kissed her forehead.

Mariska smiled before kissing Peters bare chest. She then shifted in his arms so she could look him in his eyes.

"You never seize to amaze me babe. I love you so much," Mariska said kissing him passionately on the lips.

"I love you too Marish," Peter said honestly as they broke the kiss and he caressed her cheek with his thumb.

Peter looked over Mariska's shoulder at the clock on her nightstand.

"As much as I would love to lay here and hold you in my arms all day and trust me I would love to we should probably get up cause any moment now August is gonna be up wanting pancakes," Peter chuckled

"Very true," Mariska agreed

As if on cue the pitter patter of little feet coming down the hall could be heard.

"Morning mommy morning daddy," August said sleepily as he rubbed his eyes

"Goodmorning my little love bug," Mariska said with a smile as she went over to August and picked him up. August laid his head on Mariska's shoulder still tired.

"Good morning son,"Peter said as he walked over to where Mariska was holding August.

"Are you hungry?" Peter asked August as he rubbed his back

August nodded "Can we make pancakes?" August asked innocently

"Sure we can," Peter answered cheerfully

Hours later the pancakes had been eaten, showers had been taken, and debra had picked August up for a play date with her son. Mariska and Peter were currently cuddled on the couch flipping through TV channels.

" Ugh there is literally nothing on tv today," Peter said as he became frustrated and turned the tv off.

"Well it's nice out we could go for a walk on the beach," Mariska suggested

"Ok sounds like a good idea to me," Peter remarked as they both got up and put their shoes on and headed out the door hand in hand fingers intertwined.

About 30 minutes into their walk things suddenly took a turn for the worst.

"Marish honey are you ok?" Peter asked concerned seeing her go down on one knee.

Mariska shook her head, unable to talk do to the shortness of breath she was experiencing, and whimpered at the pain she was feeling in her chest. Peter realized something was really wrong and immediately took action and scooped Mariska up in his arms.

"It's ok honey your gonna be ok," Peter said trying to reassure her.

"Oh god what's wrong with me?" Mariska though as she was having trouble catching her breath and had sharp pains in her chest as if someone was stabbing her " what if I'm having a heart attack or oh god what if I'm dying?" the thought of dying really freaked her out and it didn't go unnoticed by Peter