Dad's surgery again

Dad just got out of the hospital again. He formed a blood clot from the previous surgery and they had to put him on major meds to dissolve it. He is now home and doing okay. He is on blood thinners for at least awhile. Dad thinks they will keep him on for the rest of his life. We will see I guess. It is kind of scary because they tell you if you bruise or hit any part of your body hard you should have it checked out to make sure you don't bleed to death. Plus you have to watch the foods you eat because you can't have too much vitamin K. Hopefully this will be the end for quite awhile now. He was pretty much told he can't fight fires anymore. He was thinking of giving it up anyway but you never like to be told you can't. It would have been nice if it was his idea. He is a little sad about that and is disappointed because he was going to dress up while he drove the SRDA van today and now he isn't working and doesn't even feel like going out with the kids tonite. Keep him in your prayers.

Brandon's imagination

Last night Brandon was trying to keep me in his room instead of going to sleep. We were sitting there talking about what we were going to do today. The kids were already hyped up because we went to the airport museum yesterday and they loved looking at all the old planes. Especially Brandon.  Anyway we were talking about chores and he said his chores for today were to milk the cow, feed the chickens, grind up pumpkin for the pigs and plow the fields. Then he said that he had to fix the buggy. I asked him what was wrong with the buggy and he said the wheel broke off. He needs the buggy to pick up rocks because he is making a fence out of rock to keep the cows in. He also needs to buy a new rope. Now by this time I'm thinking he is asleep and dreaming, which he has been known to do, but then he looked over at me and said what are you doing, patting Socks? He also remembers it this morning so he was awake. I don't know where he got all of that from, especially when we were looking at old planes not farming equipment. His imagination will take him far one day if I can just get him through school first.  Doing homework with him is a major drain on my patience. Being ten does not help his focus issues at all. I swear his brain disappeared. It took him about forty minutes to do his math homework the other day, and he got several of them wrong. This is math that he did last year so it is not even new to him. Simple mistakes that he should know better.  One problem he was supposed to find the perimeter of the two inch sided square. He added 6+5. He doesn't even know where he got those numbers. But then I asked him how he got the measurements for a rectangle he was supposed to measure and find the periemter on and he said he guessed. When I made him measure with the ruler, he was right. Go figure. He also had no problems with finding the radius of a circle, which was a new concept for him, so I am thinking he does much better with geometry because there are pictures so it is more visual than just numbers. Sometimes I am not sure we are going to survive school. At least he has his imagination.