A friend at work left early last week because her father was taken to the hospital with a heart attack.
While she was gone the police came looking for her, her husband was in a fatal car accident, he lost control of his car and wrapped it around a tree.
Her father is going to be okay, the funeral for her husband is today.
Sometimes when I feel sorry for myself for having to deal with this disease I think of other people and how fast life can change for the worse.
Maybe some of us will be okay, maybe some of us won't.
But we're still here for now.
Sorry for ramblling, today is a bad day
Dj