The Luck of the Irish?? Really?

Hey guys,
Thanks to all of you who came around and visited and prayed for me and my family. Still haven't heard from my family down south, but I've let it go... If it's going to happen, then it will happen. I've spent the last week and a half having to look at reality. Took Terri to her doctor's appointment and they decided to admit her immediately. She had to have more surgery the next day. They told us she's a medical mystery. She had the double mastectomy and when they did an MRI to check her for more walls of tumors, there were none. But there were six pockets of fluid along the chest cavity and they had to go back in and remove those. She's got them stumped. I just say God has a definite plan for her and I think He has a sense of humor. So she gets out of the hospital and Ang, my kid sister who had a double mastectomy a few months ago, calls me out of the blue and says that she's in the ER with her youngest who broke his arm in two places. They're going to need to do surgery on his arm because of the severity of the break. If I didn't know better, I'd say that someone's messing with my process. It feels that way sometimes. But I know better than that. I think that's why God has put so many cool people in my path. A lot of you guys and people in my day to day life have gone through far worse than me and have survived to let your tests be your testimony. Me, I am doing pretty good. Even as crazy as things have been here lately, I know that we're doing alright. Heading to Peoria to broadcast playoff hockey games this weekend (Fri, Sat)... Seven hours on a bus with a bunch of hockey players... ugh... But it's what I love to do... And it's a bit of normalcy for me and it lets me know that God has blessed me with a great sense of relief and gives me more life to look forward to... Hope you made your March Madness NCAA picks :)