Richie gave me a deadline of Saturday night to make the blog private.

But he had other plans, apparently.

Saturday night, Richie lost consciousness while he was in the bathroom. With the door locked.

I freaked out.

Thankfully, our friend Chip & his wife Charlotte were there. Charlotte is a nurse and hospital administrator. Chip is just fabulous.

We got Richie to the hospital, got him checked out, found out he had a bad infection and were sent home with meds.

He has been in bed resting the past few days, with a few more scary episodes thrown in just to make sure I'm on my toes.

Today he seems to have turned a corner. Thank goodness!

So, needless to say, I've been a tad bit distracted.

Look for your blog emails in just a bit.