While I was having my adventure in the hospital quite a few things happened to people that I care about.
First off, a close family friend was found dead in his house last week. His daughter was worried because he wasn't answering the phone (he lives alone) so she sent Mr. JB's uncle (the family friend's brother) and another friend to check on him. When the guys arrived at the house there were three days worth of newspapers on the porch. He was sitting in his chair and the doctors figure that he died in his sleep. This poor man struggled with drinking for many, many years and it was a very big factor in his marriage collapsing. Mr. JB's uncle and friend (who Mr. JB lived with for a few years, so they are very close) are taking it very hard.
Secondly, Mr. JB called his cousin (who is married the contractor that did our basement) and she told him that her 6 year old son had a grand mal seizure. The family was asleep in her parents' basement when she heard him making horrible noises. When she got up to check on him he was seizing and had stopped breathing. They called 911 and her dad (the uncle that found his brother dead a few days earlier) gave little L CPR. Mr. JB's cousin is convinced that his heart had stopped more than once during the seizure. He's doing better and is out of the hospital. He has a CT scan tomorrow to see what is going on. I'm wondering if we could get a family discount!
I can't believe how much stuff has gone on in the past week. I really, really want life to go back to normal. No more drama, no more hospitals, nothing!
Please keep my family in your prayers, there's quite a few people that need them!
p.s. I took my first bath since my surgery. It's was heavenly!