There's something about this time of year that we always seem to have one of us spending time in the hospital. Rod has some kidney stones that need to be removed, there too big to past on there own. The only good thing about all of this is he has no pain. Even when he had heart surgery, no pain, no need for pain meds. The Drs. figure the stroke did this. So New Years we are spending at home, no dancing for him. (He didn't dance much before the stroke either) Rod did something to day that really makes me feel good. Pre-stroke when he signed his name he always put his middle initial, he was very adamant about it. Since the stroke which is 2.5 years he has not even thought of putting it in. Today he did, and even he realized what he had done. I am starting to see parts of the old Rod. It such a good day when little things happen. It's those things that are so dear to me about his personality. I applied for a new job today, it will be awhile before I hear anything. It would bring us closer to home by 2 hours. It it's meant to be it will happen.