Saturday started out pretty great. I slept in, Lloyd’s cousins (Dave and his son Vince) stopped by for a little bit (they were in town for a wedding), then on to Lincoln to run some errands. Lloyd asked if there were any woodworking shops around and I said, “Yes! In Omaha!” That resulted in an unexpected trip to my camping store and that awesome woodworking store.
Then I got a phone call from my brother Phil that he was in the emergency room with a suspected brain aneurysm. He asked if I’d call to let the family know, and now I know that when someone calls you from a hospital on their cell phone, find out the name of the hospital.
We had phone calls, texts and prayers all day. They ruled out an aneurysm – thank the Lord! – and diagnosed severe vertigo, but they are still looking into the cause.
So, there’s that. Saturday is slowly becoming my not-favorite day.