Finally

Mom feels better. Finally. She was moved from ICU this afternoon and is now on the cardiac rehab floor in a private room that looks like an apartment. She has been sitting up and walking. She just laid down and is getting ready to take the miracle drug - Vicodine! I could use some of that too.

I feel so much better and have had some time to reflect on how bad things really were. I don't want to dwell on that too much because it will really depress me. To think how close I was to losing my mom scares me. When her nurse said that someone was watching over her, I said, "I know who it was," and that was my dad. At first I was mad at my dad because I thought he wanted her with him, then I realized he was just helping her get what she needed. So I've apologized to my dad a couple times. I know he is smiling down at me and Jacque and my mom. He knows how much we all need each other. Thanks again Dad.

I went to work for a few hours today. It was okay. There were several people that didn't know what was going on so having to tell the story again and again sucked.

She isn't feeling good right now. Just some pain and it kills me to see her like this. She was fine a few minutes ago and now she doesn't feel good. It happens just that fast. Hopefully the pain medicine will kick in soon and she'll get some sleep.

I'll hang out here tonight and we'll watch a little football together.

Until next time....