WHAT LORD?

After all the events of the last few weeks, I have come to the conclusion that God is trying to tell me something. What? I'm tired of trying to guess, or doing the wrong thing. Hmmmmm?


After arriving at the hospital for my blood work today, I had another "episode" with my heart. I was rushed to ER, and after several hours of testing on me there, I was admitted to the hospital for more testing. So, here I am. Laying around with no where to go and nothing to do. Julie added Netflix to my iPad. 


I'm going to choose a movie to watch. Poor Ween. She doesn't know what has happened to her Mommy. It's hard enough for me to understand. God willing they will finish the MRI tomorrow and I can go home. I'm so tired of this. Don't I sound pitiful? Actually I'm probably better off than 3/4 of the population of Orlando. It's rough laying around, being waited on and nothing to do. Of course, being at the beach would be better but ...