We have been traveling a lot to and from the VA, having some tests done. They did a chest X-ray and a EKG. They gave us the hard copy of the EKG to keep with his file till we follow up with the doctor. I took a looked at it, and was shocked to see that it came back abnormal. I didn't want him to see what I was looking at, and quickly put it away. After he went to sleep, I looked up everything that was on the EKG. The only information that kept popping up was HEART ATTACK. I have been so scared. How can this happened,when, how much damage, am I reading to much into it? So MANY questions.

He suffered a stroke back on November 8,2007. We know how fortunate he is with the recovery. It took me education and time, but I know how to handle his stroke issues. I know when his difficult times are coming, I know by looking in his beautiful eyes. They seem to speak to me. I know just how to soothe him when he is anxious or upset. He still takes care of his daily needs, fixes something to eat if he wants, can drive a car. So, yeah, we are very lucky!

But now I find myself in frozen in time. I don't know where to turn. What questions do I ask? Since he has had a stroke AND a heart attack, what restrictions should there be? I will be calling to get his x-ray report first thing on Monday morning. I have to know what is going on. If the report states anything wrong, I am going to get his follow up appointment moved up.

I have filed claims with the government for illnesses he has gotten while serving in Iraq. It takes so damn long! I won't get started on that.

Well, I started this back in December 2003. Atleast I think that is when it said I started this. It is now Feb 2010. Not bad... huh?

In the big picture is me in 2008 with my Beautiful grandchildren. My lifeline. They are what keeps me going and keeps me grounded.

I have been with the same Wonderful man since I was 12 years old and he was 13!! Yup, you read that right, 12 and 13 years old. We grew up on the same street. Boyfriend and girlfriend through grade school, Jr High and High School. We got married a couple of weeks before we graduated! Nope, not because I Had to. I was a young teenage girl with parents leading there own lives. I had nowhere to go and nowhere to turn. Soon, no home to live in. Not alot of options. (details to come)

Lets see... I was 12 in 1972 (ouch that hurt!!!) so that means we have been together for 38 years. I had to stop and see if that is right. This June we will be married for 33 years.

My life was complicated even back then. I will write more detail and this goes on. I would really like my story to be told.

Anyway, As I type this, my loving husband is snoring away while a cheesey movie is playing on his laptop. I use to hate his snoring, but now it is a comforting sound. You see, I am lucky to still have him. He suffered a stroke at age 49. Shortly after coming back from his second tour of Iraq.

Funny, when I was growing up, I always wanted to write a book. That was my dream. I always had some ideas floating around but never really followed through. I didn't think anyone would really care what I had to say. Whether it was true or not.

It will be interesting to see if anyone reads anything I write on this. This will be one heck of a love story.