Grandpap

Grandpap is 88 and fainted this morning. He's not a spring chicken and has had two heart surgeries in the last twenty years. The first time was when they lived in Florida and Dad went down there for a week in the 80s when he had his first go around. He has been quite cognizant and lucid over the last decade or more. He reads books, watches DVDs, rides on his stationary bicycle. All seems good, and then something like this happens. He will be ok they say; they just want to keep him overnight. No fun at all. I remember in 1986 that I got sick the weekend of his birthday. We were in Potter County, and I got a fever. This was the first time I felt sick with what was to become a diagnosis of Crohn's Disease, but I will say that now that I am on super duper medicine called Remicade and I feel great! Woohoo.

Here is a super duper small picture of Potter County where I've not been for years. We use to archery hunt there. Loved it! I want to go back.