First I want to thank everyone who commented and sent well-wishes both on the blog and personally for my husband's surgery on Monday and for thinking good thoughts about James. I think that in time things will work out well for James. He is registered on that on-line job finding site Monster and just today there were a couple of very good possibilities. There is also an advisor at college that is helping him with possible ideas and suggestions. He's smart and a good worker-All will work out for the best. He saw a few great opportunities-one with a major company with great benefits and will look into that next week.
On the Roger Front-all is not as smooth as glass. He is due at the surgical center on Mon at 8 am but his surgery is contingent upon a couple of factors that may not be just right. Why the series of so-called smart medical types couldn't figure out these glitches before now-Lord knows. I'm crossing my fingers and toes and so appreciate your good thoughts. It could turn out alright but we just won't be able to get the go-ahead until Mon. Meanwhile, as you can imagine, all worry and no definite answers make Roger an angry guy. We have decided to postpone my birthday on Sunday and James's on Tuesday until July 4th when, God willing, all of this will be just an annoying memory. Frankly, at 59, I could do without a birthday this year and have a do-over next year to avoid the inevitable.
If you're looking for me I'll be the one hiding behind anything I can find sort of like the cartoon above. Ducking and weaving-staying out of the line of fire. I'm really kidding since Roger is so sedated with Vicodin that he's the one ducking and weaving. Maybe I'll make myself a margarita and hide in the jungle outside. Adios till Tuesday most likely and thanks, again, you guys are great! I'm blessed with friendship.