Lucky Strike

So a few nights ago my mom calls to say my dads on the way to the hospital.  They weren't sure what happened but could have been a stroke or some type of heart attack.

Bright and early in the morning I call the nurses station and he's doing pretty well.  The test show that something went wrong with his heart but they're still not exactly sure.

So my mom and I drive out to see him and he goes down for a heart cath.  

Back in 1999 he had a quadruple bypass.  Since then everything's been pretty fine.  After the heart cath the cardiologist comes in and tells us that out of all 4 only 1 was working.  Who knows how long he's been walking around with 1 artery pumping to his heart?   How in the world can a man of his age and multiple health issues simply have a mild heart attack little to no damage, with only one artery pumping?!

Truly amazing!   I surely never thought a heart attack could be a blessing in disguise!

Morning

When does it ever get better?   Now that the girls are both school age, I feel like I'm reliving my youth!  I've never been a morning person, And when I have to pull Lea out of bed feet first I really feel for my mother.

I thought that when you got old you automatically became a morning person!  I mean geez, my dad wakes up at like 4 a.m.  How is it that I'm struggling every single day, hitting snooze over and over just to wake up feeling crabby, needing solitude for a minimum of 25 minutes.  Is there a trick to this?  I'm awfully close to 40, but somehow I still feel like a school kid every morning.  And to think how I wish I couldn't wait to grow up.  Just another "If only I had known then what I know now" moment.