Last Thursday David had severe shortness of breath. We went to the emergency room. Diagnosis – congestive heart failure. We are taking this one step at a time. Next month he will get a difibrulator.
In the meantime, the grass continues to grow. Several of Dave’s shooting buddies and ex co-workers showed up without our asking and dug in. I think the hardest job all day was convincing Dave to sit down and take a break.
That was yesterday. Today while Dave and I were at doctor appointments, Larry surprised us by uncovering a large chunk of the pond. I am giddy with delight.
The dock is about 6 feet above the current water level but it is in surprisingly good shape.