Ouch!

Gk had his Dr visit yesterday and it wasn't quite the news we wanted to hear. His PSA is rising so they are changing the medication he has been taking for the last year or so. The Dr said the medication has worked well, but it's just no longer effective.

I don't know how long you have been reading, but when he was diagnosed with prostate cancer in January of last year he had a PSA of 2500. The doctor was able to get it all the way down to 42 last fall, but it has been creeping up again since.

So that was sad news.

The other bit of sadness is today is the one year date of Grammy passing.

Sometimes it's still hard me to believe she's gone. I guess it's because I live here in her home and am surrounded by all of the things she loved (including Grampy). 

Everyday I expect to see her walk around the corner and say "My land, who do all these dogs belong to?"

I sure did love her.

GK and I spent the morning in the hospital today.

He stumbeled on his cane getting into his closet and buggered up his right arm pretty bad.

After four hours in the emergancy room we got home with instructions on caring for the huge oogy wound.

Other than that, GK is doing great after yet ANOTHER good nights sleep : )

That makes my head start humming the tune Mr Sandman.......

Great, now I'll have that song stuck in my head ALL day.

Gotta go..

bring me a dream.... blah blah blah blahblah.......argghhhhhhhhhhhh