Medical Emergency

My Great Grandmother on Tim's side, Grandma Furman, had a stroke yesterday. We got a call from a lady at our church yesterday at 4:30, right after the Steeler game started and Becky said, "Have you talked to your mother-in-law yet?" I said, "No!" She then says, "You call me if you need anything." "Becky, you have to tell me what this means, its okay you just can't leave it like this." "There was a 911 call made that there was an unresponsive female, possibly a stroke at your in-laws house." I got off the phone with Becky and it rang immediately again and my Mother-in-law was on the phone holding grandma not knowing where Dad was and wondering if the paramedic's were coming. I told her we were on out way to her and we would see her soon. I called my good friends who live down the road and asked if Derek and Sarah could come to their house until we figured out what was going on. Its easy to let the things of this world lie football games fall to the way side when you family needs you. The end of the story goes something like this. The hospital did acknowledge that Grandma had a stroke but they didn't have sophisticated enough equipment so they sent her to another hospital. She needs a more extensive MRI and can get that in Erie, PA instead of the smaller hospital in Westfield, NY. So when I spoke to my mother-in-law this morning they were on their way to the hospital to see if they could get any answers or direction. Grandma was responsive last night and seemed to be doing well. We were joking around and having real conversations so that was very good. Just keep Grandma Furman in your prayers this can happen out of the blue and be unexpected. I praise the God of the Universe for sending His son to be my Savior and also the ultimate protector and healer. I was so thankful that we had a God who loves us last night when it looked that things were really bad. I was also grateful when Grandma seemed to be doing better. I just was for wisdom for the doctors that they can diagnose what was wrong and maybe help her some way.

I Love Country Living!

This is a story for my college friends...
This is a story to make them laugh...
This is a story about a horse, an Amish girl and boy, and me...

I was sitting on my couch the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. My dog was outside tied to her leash when out of the corner of my eye I saw something dark and big run by my back window. Now living out in the country as I do I wondered what was that? Three thoughts went through my mine, deer, bear, or something else? I went to the back door to see if I could see what has gone racing by my window when he ran into view. Prince the neighbors horse. He had gotten loose from his corral and here he was in my back yard. Not just my back yard but also my side yard and then right up on the sidewalk in my front yard. Prince is an ornery who has a mind of his own. One of the Amish girls was in the yard chasing him but he would not come to her and ran from her when ever she tried to get close. In the process of running from her he was tearing up my front yard. The story ends with me going to the Amish school to get the Amish neighbor's son so he could come home and get the horse to obey him. Can't you just see it the Yankee girl pulls into the driveway of the Amish school house and asks for Jacob and he comes with me. I was so nervous they would be afraid because of what happened to the poor Amish school where that man killed the girls. But Jacob came and saved the day and Prince was taken back to his barn and dealt with. And just to prove my story I took a picture. So Megan is proud of me for having a quarter of a cow in my freezer and horses grazing by my front sidewalk. Who would have thought I was born for country living?!