february 3rd

i woke up on time and made it to work on time... so far, so good! then i got a phone call from my mom around 11-ish... my mom called to tell me she just spoke with my dad and he is in houston, texas and he was going to the ER because something was wrong. he said his chest felt heavy and his bones hurt all over. that's all the info he gave her because they had to do tests and he didn't think it was going to take long. WRONG! all afternoon my mom cried and was worried. i called the houston dispatch number to find out if they could help my track the hospital he might be in, which i wasn't expecting any help because of all the privacy laws. and i got no where. but, hey i tried. then the kids got home and i helped them with homework and their nightly routine of chores. dylan and katrena had never made french toast. so i guided them and they did fine. it's nice to see them taking on responsibility when needed. then i helped them clean-up the house a bit. FINALLY! at 7 pm dad called to let us know that his phone had died and was using an employees phone and he was admitted into the hospital and they need to keep him and run more tests. but they did find that he had an anxiety induced heart attack! he made us feel better that he knows he is being well taken care of. he doesn't want any one to go there yet, because he doesn't know what's going on yet.
so, i didn't go to bible study tonight. and i took dylan home with me around 8:30 pm because i'm going to take him to his orthodontist appointment tomorrow.
i've had a long day i'm calling it a night.

more tomorrow...