A Few Lost Months

In July 2010, we lost a great man. My grandfather had battled cancer and was actually in remission. He finally felt strong enough to drive his beloved old truck, which he hadn't been able to do for quite a long time. He was so excited that he decided to take the "long way" home (5 minutes instead of 2). However, his reflexes were not back to their normal state and when he lost control of the truck, he didn't react quickly enough to gain it back before hitting a tree. Amazingly enough, he held on after that for another couple of weeks. Unknowingly, the wreck had damaged his head and brain. My grandfather, the studious, Godly man who had fought cancer and won, finally succumbed to injuries sustained in the wreck 1 minute from his home. We all miss him, but can't wait to see him again in Glory!

In August 2010, Craig got really sick. His body temperature kept dropping into the low 90's, which in turn made him act really confused and disoriented. He had night sweats and was horribly weak. We had to rush him to the ER not once, but twice with extremely low temperatures. So low, in fact, that they couldn't register the temp without warming him up with a special blanket that they have. The doctors couldn't figure out what was going on. After a very scary two weeks, we finally got a diagnosis. Cytomegalovirus (CMV). Very rare. It generally lasts about 6 months. Despite this timeline, we were both so relieved to finally know what was going on and to know that he would get better. Prayers work, people!

Due to his health, however, we did not make our annual Labor Day trip down to Naples to see my FIL. Instead we stayed pretty close to home and took things day by day.

Below are some pictures around Pensacola, actually taken before Granddaddy passed away and before Craig got sick.