I have been wearing a heart monitor the past few weeks (one more week to go). I saw the heart doctor a week ago and he told me I have Atrial Fibrillation. Now I have two more meds to take. The real danger of this condition is a stroke so I need to follow the doctors orders.
The last two trips were not goo. One was bad and then the last trip was worse. We went to South Holston and only got 3 Lakers. So next week we decided to try Watauga lake and it was worse--No fish, not even a bite!
We had a nice little trip to Kentucky to visit Beverly’s relatives (mine too) and attend at McBrayer family reunion.
Coming up soon is our annual church convention which we always enjoy because we need the spiritual guidance and help.
We are also planning a trip to New Jersey to visit our daughter, Bethany. We have not had the opportunity to visit her in the Asbury Park area since she moved there over two years ago. It’s about time for Mom and Dad to show up, don’t you think
Someone said smile, things could be worse. So sure enough, I smiled, and things got worse.
See in above that the earth was planned to get old and get worn out. We are thankful for eternal salvation. Help me see things now as I will one day see.)
Joke of the Day
A man walked by a table in a hotel and noticed three men and a dog playing cards.
The dog, predictably, was losing.
"He would probably do better if he could read the cards," the man commented.
"Oh, he can read cards just fine," said one of the players. "But every time he gets a good hand he wags his tail."
For her 40th birthday, a wife told her husband, "I'd love to be 10 again."
So that Saturday, they had a heaping stack of chocolate-chip pancakes, her favorite childhood breakfast. Then they hit the playground and a merry-go-round. They finished the day with a banana split.
"So how did you enjoy being a kid for a day?" the husband asked.
"Great," the wife replied. "But when I said I wanted to be 10 again, I meant my dress size."
Seeing her friend Sally wearing a new locket, Meg asks if there is a memento of some sort inside.
"Yes," says Sally, "a lock of my husband's hair."
"But Larry's still alive."
"I know, but his hair is gone."