When we wake in the morning, we never know what the day has in store for us. Sometimes, that's a good thing. My Dad, who has been home from hospital for 4 days, had a stroke this morning. I flew home from work, having been alerted by my uncle. The doctor called and confirmed what we suspected. Thankfully, it appears to be only a mini-stroke, which should resolve over the next 24 hours. I'm off to stay with my dad. I can't help but ask myself, "What next?"
Well, I've been running a book on you these last few months - and done pretty badly, I might add.
Right now, I'm getting big money in on: "Meteor strike that destroys Cal's house while she is away"
There's also good interest in: "Lightening strike destroy's Cal's car as she visits her ill father."
Frankly, I'm scared.
Posted by: AndyC | Wednesday, June 21, 2006 at 02:36 PM
sorry about your dad
Posted by: jr | Sunday, June 25, 2006 at 08:30 AM