Well the last month seems to be a million years ago but we are starting to get back into a normal schedule.

On July 15 my dad lost the feeling in his legs and went back into the hospital. He had a tumor pressing against his spinal cord. They cut it out but could not get all of it because they didnt want to damage the spinal cord. the plan was to let the swelling go down and go back in with the lazer knife to get the rest of it. While waiting for the swelling to go down they took the drain line out. Then he got a staff infection. So a week later after antibodies and all he had enough feeling in his legs to walk 128 steps down the hall. the next day he could only walk 32 steps and that was the last time he walked. He had pain in his back but no feelings in his feet again. Nurse found a bulge in his stomach when checking him out that night. Since it was below the area in his back he could not feel it. The next morning they did MRI and Cat scans. That night was Tuesday and thats when when got the news. Doctors said at the moment it was inoperable and everything was up to my dad. The bulge in his stomach was another tumor and there was more. The tumor on his back near the spinal cord had come back in two weeks time. They told him to make sure his affairs were in order and to have his family come and visit.  How long was up to him……

Well I guess he had enough because he left us a week later on Aug 12.

During that week, we talked about hunting memories mostly. I tried to ask questions and all about his affairs and if there were any instructions I need to follow, but he would not have any of it.

My feelings change every minute all day long. Good memories make me smile then cry….. Then I wonder how my kids are going deal with out him being there. Then I think of my daughter getting her first deer and him not being there…Then I wonder about my sister cause she always relied on him to help her out… Then Im glad he is not hurting cause thats whats got to me the most was seeing him in pain and not being able to do things.

Alot of people have shown us how much he ment to them also. That in its self helped me realize how good of a man my dad was. He was respected by everybody that met him because he respected people. He life was spent serving others. He was in the Air Force, almost thirty years as a police officer and trainer. and the last eight years he was a Magistrate Judge. He was always willing to help others. I guess thats where I get it from. I want to help my fellow hunters any way I can. Which is why I have been assiciated with Hunters Helping Hunters since 2001. Hunters were needing more help then HHH could give them so I decide to start the Help Central List to give those in need the information to get that help. Skinny Moose Media has allowed me to start the Help4Hunters.com blog so that I can get that message out to those looking for help.

I will continue my dad’s willingness to help others in my own effort to help my fellow hunters. Time heal all wounds….. or something like that. As we settle back into a place of normalacy I will be bloggin full force to help all those I can.

Later yall,