Thanks Ken, I have ended up on disability, must have been something I ate
. Otherwise doing OK. I hate not working, just not in my DNA. My wife ended up going to work, not something she thought she would ever have to do, she is not real happy. In fact she is pissed off, no more shopping with her girl friends etc. But s--t happens and you end up having to change your strategy. The acronym F.U.B.A.R. comes to mind. Now I really have to worry about my kids, I am sure it will all work out.