CajunBass
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Tuesday morning while we were hunting my wife suffered a cerebral hemmorage (sp?) and was airlifted to a hospital in Northern Virgina. To keep the story short, with a lot of prayer, and the Lord's help, she came through the emergency surgery, and out of the (drug induced) coma a couple of days ago. It looks like she's going to pull through and be OK. Praise be to God!!
Yesterday, to stir her up, I told her "I swiped your Glock (19) from you, and I'm carrying it now." She opened one eye, and glared at me as only Misty can do, and said "And who told you, you could use MY Glock?" I said "I didn't ask anybody. I just took it from your purse and got the holster for it, and I'm carrying it." She cut me as dirty a look as I've ever seen, and said "You put my Glock back where it belongs. You've got your own guns." And she fell back asleep.
She's gonna be ok I think.
Yesterday, to stir her up, I told her "I swiped your Glock (19) from you, and I'm carrying it now." She opened one eye, and glared at me as only Misty can do, and said "And who told you, you could use MY Glock?" I said "I didn't ask anybody. I just took it from your purse and got the holster for it, and I'm carrying it." She cut me as dirty a look as I've ever seen, and said "You put my Glock back where it belongs. You've got your own guns." And she fell back asleep.
She's gonna be ok I think.