This has been an interesting and emotional week for our family. I had to take my husband, Bob, to St. Luke’s Hospital in Duluth on Tuesday, June 9 because he was very tired and just couldn’t get words out to communicate with us. I thought it might have been a mild stroke, so off we went in a hurry. When we arrived, I went right to the emergency door, and nurses in PPE came to the van and hurried him off to the ER. I was not able to go in, so waited in my van in the hospital parking lot for a call. About two hours later the doctor called and said he had given Bob a CAT scan, which was go...