Kinda had a wake-up call over the weekend. Been having a touch of mild nausea with a slight dizzy feeling for the last part of the week, no other untoward signs. Wife went to Texas for 4 days to visit out daughter near Corpus. Woke up Sunday definitely nauseated and dizzy. Went ahead and called ambulance to be safe, called wife who wanted to know if she should start back, told her no, everything under control, I'll call if need be. Well, to make a long story short doc at hospital told me I'd had a heart attack,but couldn't say exactly when. Point is, as I said some time back every morning I pray to remember that nothing is going to happen today that the Lord and I together can't handle and when all this started at 4:15AM I had already turned it over to the Lord. Came home Monday noon feeling much better, 'nother handful of pills to keep up with, and a pending visit with my GP and a cardiologist. For me, I'm not worried, just another step on the road of getting older. I'm thankful I had a couple opportunities to share the Gospel with staff members who in turn made the whole episode quite tolerable. Thanks Lord for looking after this old curmudgeon. GW