It has been 5 years since Dick's stoke. I will never forget this night as long as I live. Today I was at the hospital with Mom and went to the cafateria to get something to eat. (The food hasn't got any better) Some people were sitting across from me at a booth and they were planning their mothers funeral. She had a stroke and the Drs. said would be dead within 48 hours. I wanted to scream at them "DON"T GIVE UP ON HER." But instead I sat there and cried. Dear God, I remember the same thing being said to me, except it would be a matter of a few hours. This is such a throw away society. I am so glad that I never gave up on Dick. He is my life and my best friend.

Mom's surgery went very well yesterday. She is on the road to recovery at last. :bouncing_off_wall: