Good Morning

Well, I'm off for the day here in a few moments. Thought I would drop a line and give an update on my dad and my corner of the world. Yesterday my dad went to see the neurologist. He believes that my dad either had a small stroke or seizure. Thankfully with no lasting neurological effects. he never lost consciousness so therefore he is able to drive. He will be going threw a battery of tests to try and get to the root of what caused this to happen. He is feeling much better and is adjusting to the seizure meds pretty good. Get a call from one my daycare moms yesterday about 1/2 hr before she is supposed to come get her little boy. Says she isn't going to be at work but going to the hospital for an ultrasound. I asked if everything was okay and she said no that she was spotting. She comes to get him few hrs later and I asked if she was okay and she said "No it isn't good news". WOW!!! Some days I think the Lord truly must have a sense of humor. Why one women has to go threw so much pain and heartache is beyond my comprehesion. Bit of history - Ev had a baby born at 28-29 weeks who lived for 2 weeks. Then had a baby that died at 4 months of SIDS - she then had Braden who is a happy healthy little 3 yr old. She has had numerous miscarriages. This baby wasn't planned - just happened. When she told me in the interview that she was pregnant I could tell that she was scared - and rightfully so. I don't know her well enough to offer to take meals or anything like that. I offered to keep Braden last night and she said no all she wanted to do was go home and rock and hold her baby. Poor thing. I am going to a "year of scrapping and cards today" Where I will be making a year of scrapbook layouts for each month and then also a card for every month and a few others I believe. So I will be sure to make a thinking of you card and put it in Braden's bag on Monday. I don't nkow specifics if indeed she did miscarry or if that it is in the works. From the looks of her I'm guessing that the inevitable is/has happened. Then I come home last night get an email from friend of mine titled 'lousy day' - Indeed it was a lousy day. Her father died of a massive heart attack yesterday morning. I'm quite certain he wasn't that old. Sheesh...when it rains it pours. Anyway -- that is all I know. Oh - And I seem to be on a stall where I'm not loosing. I loose 5 lbs, gain it back, loose 6 lbs gain it back, loose 5 lbs gain back 6. I've only lost 17 lbs since we came back from our vacation in Janurary. Have a good day. Gala

Morning Gala. DH has a cold and if he's feeling a little better than I think the two of us (and ONLY the two of us) will go out on a date and go see the movie "The Pacifier". We could both use an escape where we laugh and forget the world for awhile. I'm glad your father is doing better. Melody