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Finally…. an update about Dad!
(and my trip to Nebraska)

Finally.... an update about Dad! (and my trip to Nebraska)
Finally.... an update about Dad! (and my trip to Nebraska)Well, it’s been quite awhile since I last updated… Anyway, here it is about 3 1/2 weeks since my dad fell. We found out what actually happened- Apparently he was letting his cute dog JR out the back door, when JR accidentally tripped him up. He fell down 2 flights of stairs and was knocked out for about 2.5 hours. As you know, just over 3 weeks ago he had surgery to remove a blood clot from the right side of his brain and they have continued to monitor the bleeding on the rest of the brain. He appears to be out of the woods physically, but he still has a lot of issues related to the brain injury.

Finally.... an update about Dad! (and my trip to Nebraska)
Dad is being released from the hospital tomorrow afternoon (Thursday) and he will be staying with my brother Kenny while he continues outpatient rehabilitation where he will recieve Occupational, Physical and Speech Therapy. He still struggles with short term memory loss as well as confusion. He has some medical conditions that are contributing to his confusion, and hopefully once things balance out for him, he will become more aware of his surroundings. The Dr told us he was “expected” to return to a fairly normal state, he of course will suffer some sort of deficit from the brain injury, but we can only hope it’s fairly limited. I know Kenny is nervous about the responsibility ahead of him with dad living with him (hopefully he will only be there temporarily and can return to living on his own again), but I know Kenny possesses everything in his heart that he will need to help dad.
Finally.... an update about Dad! (and my trip to Nebraska)

While I was in Nebraska, I got to see a few other people who are special to me- Above: My good friend Mary drove to Kearney from North Platte to have lunch with me- It was her birthday, so it made a special visit even better! Below: I got to spend some time with my Grandma- I sure miss her. I also spent time with Aunt Barb and Uncle Mose (although I didn’t get a photo of them… darn it!) Here’s a special shout out to Uncle Mose- “Thanks Uncle Mose- you’re a sweetheart!” (he knows why…)

Finally.... an update about Dad! (and my trip to Nebraska)

For the record… I am now in Nashville, TN and will be home tomorrow afternoon!

Fathers Day with… Dad

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Dad seemed pretty confused today- before we got to the hospital I got a call from my Aunt saying that dad had said they took him to a new hospital… he claimed he was in Loup City, but the nurse assured him he was still in Kearney. And then when we got up there to see him, he informed us that “they had taken him to Council Bluffs last night at 10 and he had just got back about 10 minutes ago… “ Later in the conversation he told us he had been working on his bows til 2am, he had tuned them up. There were several things he was obviously confused about. He just doesn’t seem to be able to put his thoughts together very well- and I think he is getting dreams and reality confused.

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Dad and my dorky brother…

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Ken… take II

I found this photo and story about my brother on a Turkey hunting website,
and thought I would share it. He is writing about the 24 lbs 10oz turkey
he shot with his bow May 15, 2005.


Tale of the Hunt

Ken... take II
I had been hunting this area along the Platte river near Kearney, NE all spring. Every morning since opening day, I had real nice gobblers answer my calls. I even had one sneak up on me and stick his head right into my blind. WOW! talk about a wake up call. Ever have a Tom gobble about 3 ft away from you!!!

I had taken a few shots with my bow, so close yet so far away. Missed one monster at 25 yds. I know he was 30 lbs. if he was an ounce. I thought I hit him it was so close. As the season wore on fewer and fewer Tom’s were seen let alone heard. I was beginning to think I let the nice one get away when out of the trees pops this bright red head and right back into the trees it went. This was my last chance at a bird so I gave him a light cluck and he burst out of the trees like he was on fire!!! That’s as close as he was going to get – 50 yds.
He stood there struttin’ like he was king. I would purr and give a little yelp and he would gobble his fool head off but he would not take one step closer. I even turned my head to call like a hen walking the other way. Big mistake since he started to lose interest. I knew I had to make my move so as he strutted and turned his back to me, I drew my 60# Bear Whitetail compound, set my sight right on his back and let loose an 85 gr.mechanical Cabela’s carbon hunter arrow and dropped him where he stood!!!

There is no better feeling in the world!!

Ken…

Here are a few pictures (albeit a little dorky & not very flattering) of my brother Ken.

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