I'm finally back on the blog. Talked to Chris tonight. He thought that his interview today went pretty well, but feels it could go either way. If I remember correctly, it'll be narrowed down to 3 and those three will be interviewed by someone else. He has another interview tomorrow and another next week, (not with the same group). I went back to the vascular surgeon today and he feels that everything looks great and that the pulse in my foot is very strong. I'm having an ultra sound done tomorrow. He says it's not any thing to be concerned about, that it's just routine, so they have a baseline in the future. I guess I can really now go back to work. I go back to the orthopedic surgeon next week. Have talked to Howie's family several times and they seem to be having a great time at Disney World, pretty nice weather. They've even be able to go to the pool several times. Kyle told us yesterday that Howie had told them about the time that we went and Mother was with us, and we got caught in the rain and Gene split his pants from the croutch to the waist running up the stairs and about Mother's hair color running down her face. It's funny how the things that go wrong are the things you remember.

In the last two weeks, Gene had worked two funerals, this week, he worked one on Tuesday, two on Wednesday in that nasty weather, has one Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Plus another funeral home wanted him Friday and Saturday. It all happens at once.

Sally's not around right now to help me too much, her father went to hospital today for test and he's going to have open heart surgery.
He had it 21 years ago and now at 80 needs it again. She's worried about his age, but his other option is to not have, and not feel like doing anything except staying around the house and it sounds like he's active like our dad. Of course the only thing I really need her for now is to drive me to work and any housework that needs doing. But my house has been cleaner since my accident that when I was healthy so I'm not worried about that. Gene has driven me to work and Fran has also. Tomorrow, Cecil is taking me to the doctor's office for the ultra sound and then we'll go to lunch. She does not work on Friday. Guess I'll close for now.