Welcome Home, Dad

He's home! Can you believe it? It was just days ago that we were all worried that he was going to have brain damage or something; and now he's home... and back to his old self. I am so thankful for that. Jonathan and I went up to the hospital to see him today. It did my heart major good to see him up and about & acting like himself. Mom & I were trying to explain to him how serious it had been; but I'm not sure he believed us. Until the pulmonary doctor came in to give her *okay* for him to go home, and she told him that he'd been "near death". I think that got his attention. So, thanks again *and again* for all of your prayers. You'll never know how much we appreciate them.

Tomorrow I'm going to Weight Watchers, no matter the outcome. I chickened out last week & didn't weigh in. I've really been succumbing to stress eating over the last couple of weeks, but I'm aware of it now and can make changes. So, tomorrow is another day.

After WW, Jonathan and I are going to a playgroup at Barnes & Noble. I think there's a little play area in the children's section, so it should be fun. Then Friday we're going to a bible study at Letitia's (Pam's sister) house. I know it will be good for me to get together with these ladies and learn about God's Word. That's something that I've been looking for, and I'm thankful that they invited me. For some reason I was hesitant to agree to go, but I'm not sure what my deal is. Sometimes I just have a hard time stepping outside of my little box & trying new things. Not a quality that I'm particularly fond of but, again, something I can change.

Well, I'm super tired, so I'm off to bed. 'Night!