Life keeps bringing faster and faster surprises

Has it really been 14 months since we last blogged? We'll begin with just the adventures of this past 9 days.
Last Saturday, I was in bed asleep at 10 and Harry was taking a shower when he heard the helicopter buzzing our house so awakened me. So we peeked out the window and saw the helicopter spotlight bouncing off the wall where we were standing and our next door neighbor's house (she was gone). I climbed back in bed as helicopter stayed for close an hour. I knew there was possibility someone might break into our house, but I am virtually helpless for my last epidural and then hip shot reduced the pain but I move extremely slowly. Harry continued shower, and I decided if someone walked in our bedroom, I would use my El Capitan greeting: "Can I help you?"
Pretty soon, I heard the yipping dog and knew the police now had a K-9 dog here so climbed outof bed, just in time to see 7 or 8 policemen walking down our driveway to one of the many police cars. Police knocked on our door a half hour later(we made sure it was police!) and told us they had tried to arrest someone and he took off (possibly from DUI checkpoint many blocks away) and he was hiding in our bushes (apparently on other side of our driveway). Neighbors across street said they heard ruccus in their backyard and opened patio door and police screamed "Close that door".
Then Tuesday, our wonderful neighbor, Bob, stopped by to see if I was improving and said that he and another neighbor had just picked up Evelyn from fall on driveway. He had no idea we knew Evelyn (from our church) and in fact, she is the one who knew we were house-hunting and called in 1975 for us to check out this house, for couple had left with two horse trailers going two different directions in middle of night.
So we and Bob went to Evelyn's house where they had sat her in chair and locked door so we talked her into being checked out and took the keys Bob had. Her doc said "Bring Her In" but she was determined to go to Urgent Care (we tried to urge Emergency) so Bob lifted her in our Prius. She is only 81 but very frail and legs were useless. Urgent care is not allowed to help bring anyone in, and we knew Harry could not lift her. (Bob and Harry had gotten wheelchair from our church). So we and helpful young woman watched people exiting until we saw a strong young man with his 6 year old son. He lifted her into wheelchair for us. Then after dr saw her and said maybe a pelvic fracture, it took another bigoung worker to lift her on x-ray table & she had a broken hip. She had been carried four times, ugh! Then ambulance came and took her to hospital. We were with her 9 hours and were able to find her kids phone numbers but because of their illness and distance, they couldn't come. Three days ago she was moved to rehab center and fortunately, another friend of hers and neighbor Bob are calling as often as us. Sunday her daughter stopped by to pick up the bills we had found that Evelyn wanted paid and today we finally found key for mailbox which was stuffed.
Meantime, I have been spending most of my time in our stand-up and sit recliner with heat and vibrator on for my back and hip pain (tests show it is probably half and half) and fighting a cold, but today I am determined to get better so climbed onto the recumbent bike and did short 5 minutes and will repeat as we so want to go to granddaughters' homecoming football game. Both girls are involved with it for Brooke is one of two freshman on student council responsible for "Spirit Week", etc. for their class and Brittany is one of the 6 girls in the homecoming court.
Backing up, in April H & I took Ken to Stanford Med Center for the first tests and interviews towards heart transplant. Then in May, Sara went with Ken and I for second tests, etc. while H chauffered Ryan and Landen to orthodontist and gymnastics.
(They wanted someone who could be caretaker after transplant and Kevin and Sara had thought they could maybe do it.) But two weeks later, Ken was in Fresno hospital in ICU. He surprised all of us by improving for awhile, but then started failing. He was surrounded by wonderful people who came from North Fork to see him as well as Harry and I and then Kevin came down too. Cardiologist contacted U of San Francisco Med Center who agreed to try a very difficult ablation (stopping the faulty electrical stimulants which were causing powerful fibrillations which his defibrillator could not always handle). Ambulance began transfer at 3 a.m. June 4th and we saw him off while Kevin went to meet him at the U. We then headed to Bkfd and on to Santa Barbara for Brooke's graduation where she delivered a great class speech, even though she had to be persuaded by classmates and teachers! A father delivered what I considered the best grad speech I have ever heard (he was technological savy and knew what dangers kids could get into and spoke their language). After the lunch honoring the grads we headed to San Francisco. Kevin met us in parking lot and we were up in waiting room about half an hour before Ken came out of surgery. Drs (3 cardiologists and a cardiology anesthesiast had done an 8 hr ablation) were hopeful they had gotten it all as they couldn't shock heart back into fibrilating, but next morn fib began again and with 3 docs explaining to Ken that they could do no more and with Kevin as the questioner, Ken agreed that he did not want anymore done since he would be on machines the rest of his life. It was really hard, but we were so fortunate to be have so many who tried so hard to save him and to have the 3 of us expressing how much he meant to us right up to the time he died on June 6th.
Ken's wonderful friend of 20 years, Lance, was a wonderful gift to all of us and was with us shortly. He worked out so many details for us, including planning a pot-luck to precede the memorial service and arranging details for us to use the North Fork Community Center. Our long-time friend (who is serving our former Fresno church) and who had many, many hospital visits with Ken led the service on June 25 and at our request,lance had arranged for two Native American Drummers to conclude the service followed by an Indian blessing sung by Lance's aunt.