I made my third day in a row of walking half a mile. I think it’s getting better. There seems to be less residual pain and soreness each time. The last few nights I haven’t even taken Tylenol at bedtime. Meanwhile Chris made three laps around the house. She is still getting winded, but, hey … progress is progress. Woohoo!
Speaking
of Chris, she got a haircut yesterday. Drove
herself to the salon (Do they still call them salons?). Tiny baby steps back to normalcy?
I
tried my hand at doing some more work on our latest jigsaw puzzle. Found a few pieces. Sadly, Freddy decided to try her mouth at
helping out. Somehow she found an errant
piece that had made its way onto the floor.
Or maybe she jumped onto the chair and helped herself. Either way she chewed it almost beyond
recognition. Just leaving her mark, I guess.
The
absolute highlight of our day came when the mail was delivered. No, I don’t mean we got to hear Freddy
announce the mail lady’s presence, although that is quite the
presentation. We actually received
several cards from friends who wanted to express their love and concern and
encouragement after hearing about my back surgery followed so closely by Chris’
heart attack. It was really great to
hear from them. Especially the one that
told Chris to listen to me and do whatever I tell her. OK, I may have slightly embellished that last
part, but I’m pretty sure that’s what Melissa meant …
Hebrews
13:5 says, “Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with
what you have, because God has said, ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake
you.’”
Father,
thank you for the friends you have gifted us with through the years. Especially
the ones who have shown their love over the last few days/weeks. Bless them for that. Amen.
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