Brother Donnie is home and doing well. He wasn't released when he was
supposed to be, because part of his heart wall was inflamed and they wanted
to make sure it wasn't an infection (it wasn't, thank God). They also had to
slow down his pacemaker a bit. He's going to be recovering for a couple
months, but it looks as if it was all a success, which is wonderful.

With him doing so well, Mom and I decided to surprise my aunts and uncles in
Wisconsin with a quick visit before our flight home. Timing is everything,
right? The morning of the day we called my aunt Margaret, my Uncle Floyd had
had a stroke. Thankfully, it was what the doctors referred to as a "warning
stroke", and he is recovering well. His carotid (sp?) artery was the issue,
being 98% blocked, so he's very lucky that it wasn't a major stroke, and
there seems to be no permanent damage.

So I'm feeling very lucky and very thankful right about now.

kimberly