Quiet day, Doc day tomorrow

Spent the day at J.O.B. in shop. Built an 8’x46′ cantilever gate. (30′ opening) Since we don’t have(and never have) a gantry crane or overhead hoist, I wait till AM Emp arrival to flip it to finish the welding. These things are beasts.

Tomorrow is a Doc day with Da. Neurology. He’s hoping for surgery, sooner than later: us kids are hoping the Docs push PT or some other non-intrusive treatment. The idea of surgery and Anasthesia specifically, scares the ever lovin’ poop out of us kids,,,, He’s 85,,,

His outlook (and I warned my sisters of this very thing, but Heard it from his mouth just days later) “Surgery, they Fix it or I’m dead: either way, problem solved” I can see his take: he hurts and wants relief,,, Nuff said,,,,

My wishes and emotions need to remain neutral: just be there in spirit and support.

Nothin’ moving on any other front in my world. Back is kinda grumpin’ today (usually does when I do one of these monster gates,,, They’s heavy!!!) and prolly gonna call it an early night to give the spine a chance to stretch and relax before tomorrow.

Y’all take care and I’ll see if the world provides any fodder for the morrow.

L,L,L,L,L!!! (, ‘)