Lightning Strikes

"God is happy, Msabu, He plays with us."

It's been one of those days- Carl's mom Rosalie (fondly known as maw maw to all family and non-relatives) had a routine fall at the Winn Dixie and showed up with one less pint of blood at the ER downstairs.  Shortly thereafter, lightning struck the parking lot and blacked out the hospital for a moment.  Then of course the seafood-platter-craver had an "all hands on deck" episode during the black-out.  

Rest assured, maw maw is doing ok, and even attempted to drive back home.  Thankfully Paul came to the rescue and is shepherding her back home.  

After having slept a large chunk of the day away, dad is feeling well.  Except for a few lost hairs, things are still in a holding pattern, waiting for his marrow and immune system to rebound.  The lack of wine over the last several weeks has caught up to him, and he's been downing the Concord grape juice.  Stand by for an update from the poet.  Have a nice Friday night, and thank you all again for your positive energy and prayers you are sending our way.  We're confident we wouldn't be in such good shape without them.