My goodness, people just came out of the woodwork to wish me well yesterday here in blogville! Isn't it a different world? It's kind of like we are a bunch of pen pals without the lag time of the mail service.
Everything went very well. The doctor said my heart looked fine and they do not know what the chest pains are about. Of course that's great news, but as a recovered addict.....I got all paranoid that someone would think I was making it up.....ya know? I feel good this morning but my groin area is sore as hell. I go back to work tomorrow.
Something else is has been on my heart. I'll make the story short. I have had a friend named "V" since the age of 18....many many years. My youngest daughter and her only child were born one month apart. Her son "E" was the ultimate troubled kid. He was always in trouble for stealing and when he became a teenager it was alcohol and stealing, then pot and stealing then harder drugs and stealing cars. He went to prison at the age of 23 and got out four months ago. He is 29 years old. My friend "V" has defended this boy and tried desperately to help him in all the ways that we all know of. When he got out of prison four months ago, her family rallied around him. Her brothers got him a job, she made him a room in her home and everyone was happy to see him clean and sober. Friday night he decided to get high on crack and I'm not sure on what else.....but he went to his mother "V" and started demanding money to go get more dope and she refused. He stabbed her multiple times, finally slitting her throat completely and killing her. We are all so devastated by this. Her family is in so much pain. Losing her and "E" basically on the same night. They have not gone to the jail to see him yet but they know they must. They know that "V" would be so concerned about him. They do not live in Texas and I wish I could be there with them. This is so heartbreaking.
Thank you for all the kind words and prayers during my procedure.