Well,
after Lauren’s announcement the other day that she was Seaside’s fire “man
down” as a result of the storm relief efforts (she was sick from the mold exposure), I have to announce that it
looks like I am Man Down Two. I have
officially reached my lift limit for my back and neck and knee. The pain got to be bad enough that I finally
agreed to call for a neurosurgeon appointment.
That would be for my neck.
Tingling, itchy streaks shooting from my neck up into my ear. Very weird feeling. Problem is, I wake up at night and realize I
have scratched at my ear enough to make it bleed. Last time I saw him for my lower back he
basically said I should try to live with it and avoid surgery unless it got too
difficult to walk. But he added that if
I ever had issues arise with my neck that I was to give him a call. The knee?
I don’t know. Maybe if I just
rest it …
We
did manage a little bit of an adventure yesterday. We drove to League City to see Jachin play a
baseball game. Well, two games. It was a doubleheader. Now, if anyone tried to leave the Island
yesterday via the causeway, you know that traffic was backed up onto the
bridge. Construction had everyone
funneling into one lane. But hark. The voice of Google Siri came to our
rescue. She suggested an alternate route
through. With some difficulty (we made a wrong turn or two) we finally
located a little known road that led us right to Highway 3. It enabled us to avoid the treacherous
roadwork that has already put a crack in our windshield and apparently hundreds
of others. It was an adventure to us,
though. Especially the part where we
laughed at the many other vehicles who couldn’t understand Siri’s route suggestions.
We
did make it to the games. And was it
ever hot. The field had no shade, either. And we were far enough away from the Island
that there was not much of a breeze. The
boys were absolutely dragging all through the second game. Even Chris almost threw up. The guys did pretty well, though. Jachin’s team won one and lost one, but in
their loss they came back from a 9 run deficit and made the score a bit closer.
Oh,
and I did something I have never done before.
I dropped my cell phone. Well, I have
dropped my phone before, but this time when it hit … the screen cracked. Not shattered like some I have seen,
though. It is just a crack across the top. So now I have to poll my friends and family who
have preceded me in cracked-screen-dom to see what I’m supposed to do
next.
I
almost made it through a whole post here without a comment on the relief
efforts taking place. But I do have one
thing. We were going to stop by some
folks’ houses in Dickinson to check on them, but we were both feeling woozy
from the heat, so we headed home. As we
drove down the freeway through Dickinson, however, we glanced to our right and
saw the massive appliance graveyard. Stoves,
refrigerators, washers, dryers completely filling the parking lot of a former
furniture store. Absolutely sobering as
to its sheer magnitude. I wasn’t able to
get a photo since we were on the freeway, but if you want to see a
representation of the destruction from the flood, drive I45 through Dickinson
and look to the west.
2
Peter 1:3 says, “His divine power has
given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him
who called us by his own glory and goodness.”
Father,
thank you for protecting those boys as they played in the heat yesterday. Speaking of protecting, be with the folks who
have the responsibility of gathering and disposing of all those
appliances. That is an unsung and
absolutely necessary job. Amen.
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