In the wee hours of Monday, July 18, Rich had another Grand Mal Seizure. He fell out of bed, bit his tongue, and hit his head and neck on the bedside table. As I called 9-1-1, I wondered if Rich would survive this latest health crisis. Of course, since there was blood on his face, his shirt, and the carpet - it looked very scary. The ambulance came within ten minutes of my call and woke up our neighbors, Art and Gina Maxwell, with the bright flashing lights. Art came out and offered to take me to the hospital. This was a blessing! Later they dropped off our car for me. I am so thankful for the community that we live in - they truly serve one another in love! Once Rich came out of the seizure, he was confused and very insistent on getting out of bed and going home. He had no strength to stand on his own and it took two of us (a male CNA and myself) to get him into a wheelchair to go to the bathroom down the hall and help him to use the facilities. It didn't matter that it was un...