On Monday,  I had heart surgery. I am doing good. Tired and sore, but I made it through.

The first thing I remember after surgery, was my nurse talking crap about the Cowboys. My hands were restrained, so he lived. I remember thinking, ” This dude is going to get slapped.” Then I remembered he has access to my pain meds. Protip: never slap the person who has access to meds.

I want to thank you all for your good thoughts and prayers. I know G-d is good and healing takes time. I am really blessed.