Norman went to live with the Angels

Terry's father, Norman, passed away last night. He has had diabetes for a few years now and I went to Idaho in the summer of 2007 to help take care of him and I learned what a special guy he was and fell in love with him. I will miss him dearly. His heart was getting weaker day by day since November and in December just before Christmas we were able to go see him and spend some time with him. I'm so glad for that. A few weeks ago he had a mild heart attack and then while in the hospital he had a major heart attack. Half of his heart quit working and there wasn't a whole lot anyone could do. They sent him home and Terry was able to stay with him for a while after that and care for him. Norman ended up going back to the hospital last week and they said he had fluid on the heart,( congestive heart failure?) any way he never got better and yesterday Terry went back up there to help take him home and help his brother, Bub, because they were taking him home to die. Bub didn't think it would be so soon though. I guess he's taking it pretty hard. The funeral is Tuesday morning so I'm taking the girls and going up Monday after work and we'll be back Wednesday. I miss you already Norm.

Stupid Dogs

So I go out running in the morning like I do and I take the dogs with me and we go around the block the first time and we're starting the second round and some dogs run out to us and one of my dogs cuts in front of me and whoa! down I go! It hurt like a mother. I rolled over onto my back and just laid there for a few minutes until I felt like I could move and get up. I got up just in time because there were two joggers that came around the corner. Good thing it was dark and they didn't see me. I would have been so embarrassed. This is excactly why I didn't want to take the stupid dogs running with me. I am so sore now I can hardly move without it hurting somewhere.