Scramble Ramble

My friend the Blog, I am worried. I just received what might be The Call. Sally, my step-dad's weekend nurse called to say he can't make it out of bed today. He's alert but just can't ambulate...anywhere. Is it time to scramble. Don't know. The plan is to give him a day of bed rest and see if it's a passing condition. He was quite active yesterday attending a 90th birthday party and everything seemed quite normal. But today is another day. Lord please do Thy Will. It's crazy, my mixed feeling right now...scared, relieved, worried, guilty, wondering what is in store for all of us. And the day started out so nice. I ran with friends at the Arboretum. A warm, windy winter day with a significant twist. Father help...all of us. Over, Ricky.