Trust

Dennis has his 2nd angioplasty tomorrow (all manner of prayers and good wishes gratefully accepted).  We want this to work so badly.  Living like this has been hell, both for him and me.  He says it doesn't bother him.  Bullshit.  Of course it does.  His heart is at stake (no pun intended).  Thank goodness I have the boss and co-workers I have.  They have been doing everything they can to cover for me.  Bless you Analytics group.

My husband will be going under the "angioplasty" with a wonderful doctor named David Jurkovich.  What a guy.  He actually listens to you.  Imagine.  A doctor who actually listens to his patient.  I am so impressed with this man.  Nothing forced or pushed.  Just easy, relaxed, wanting to help.  I like this guy.  A lot.  And so does Dennis.  We trust he will do well for us.  And I know he will.

Time

I haven't posted in a while.  While I haven't been gone, I haven't actually been burning to continue.  You see, I've started a journal and I try to add to it daily. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't.  The time is what's not steady.  I wish I had a steady time to write to my journal, to write to this blog.  But I don't.  It's not that I don't want to.  Believe me, I do.  It's just that I can't seem to fit it in to what else is happening in my life at the moment.  It would be nice to say "From 1 to 2 I'll journal and from 3 to 4 I'll blog".  But no dice.  I have no control over my time.  What a joy that would be - to be able to control my time.  Oh well, maybe one day.