My father is in the hospital. He is 82 and always healthy as a horse, but he had a couple of bouts of pain this morning and thought he was having a heart attack. Apparently his heart checked out fine, but they aren't sure what caused the spells, so they are keeping him for some testing. This same kind of thing happened one other time some 20 years ago, and they never found a cause then either, so we just have to see how things transpire over the next few days. I know he and my mother are disappointed that they've had to cancel plans to attend the baptism of their 2nd great grandbaby, but at least this happened before they had left town. They have my sister right there and many good friends for support.

T checked in with me yesterday as I haven't been able to go for a session in a couple months. That was nice of him. He's been keeping in touch knowing this has been a horrible few months for us. He's a good guy.