Snow isn't that bad

Hi everyone:

Most people would love to spend some time in the winter in sunny California. Especially in San Fransisco where the sun is brilliant, everyone is wearing a heavy coat with shorts on, and the mountains are so beautiful. Not us. We keep thinking about home where the winds are 50mph and the snow is whipping around and as my mom put it, "you can't take a breath outside without your lungs freezing up"!

Yes, we would still like to be home. It might have something to do with getting such a bad start on our trip. When we finally got out here last Sunday night I instantly got sick with some type of stomach bug which always happens when I travel. Something about going over the state line, I'm fine in Michigan, get into Indiana and boom, I'm sick. Weird.

I had pumped myself up before hand that I was coming out here to take care of my husband, I would be the strong one. I would ease his nervousness. He could talk to me, lean on me for strength. Ha! The first two days I was in bed and he was running back and forth to the store taking care of me while I was moaning and groaning. I tried to tell myself that at least it was taking his mind off of what was to come. I hope it worked.

The day of the procedure we got separated before we thought we would and really didn't have time to say all the things you do before someone goes into surgery. We just had time to give each other a look, but I could read his look and hopefully he could read mine.

Seemed like time went by pretty quick in the waiting area, I had my daughter and her fiance with me and they did a good job of talking and trying to lighten the mood, but to tell you the truth, by the morning of the surgery I was pretty much at peace with everything. You know how you have made a decision on something but at the last minute you start to question your decision? We did some of that which we knew we would, and we just talked about our options and the pros and cons and every time we came up with the same thing, go ahead with the procedure. I know in my case, I started to feel that God was giving me peace about everything. Too many doors had been opened that only God could have opened, so I felt we were doing His will.

Dr. Natale is one cool dude! He didn't make us feel like the 1000 questions we had for him was taking him off schedule. His staff was also very patient with us while we kept them for quite a long time asking everything under the sun. Dr. Natale even posed with Dave for a picture. The Dr.'s here in general seem more easygoing. They all wear jeans.

Today (Sunday) we got up, the sun is shining, the birds which are huge just like in the movies "The Birds" are singing and everything is fine again. Except for one thing, we aren't home.