Steve's funeral was yesterday and I made sure I was there. I didn't go to school at all yesterday which means I have missed almost every day this week. I informed my instructors what was going on and that I'd be back next week. Good thing its a short week with no school on Monday due to the holiday. I am seeing his boss until I make the switch to a different clinic. I have an appointment with the new clinic on the 12th.

At the funeral I kept waiting for him to pop up and say gotcha I'm not really dead. I would have slapped him if that happened. Nancy told me she thought he had a heart attack and that is why he died. I guess he had gotten up from the couch, fell and hit his head and then he died. She didn't think the fall is what killed him but that his heart just gave out. I am glad I am able to see Nancy for now because I like her and respect her.

Thanks for all the thoughts and prayers I still need them.

Jbug