We decided to use the brief break in the weather (from rain to tomorrow’s projected extreme cold. It’s a-coming) to bring in the plants. Well, not exactly bring all of them in, although a few did make the cut to the indoor tropics. Most of them, however, were relegated to a stint in the garage or packed up close to the house, destined to be covered with a sheet and left to generate their own heat under the makeshift tent. That covering will take place a little closer to actual freeze time.
After
a quick lunch we headed for Clear Lake to take Sam to the emergency room. Her
regular orthopedic doc is out on Christmas vacation, so the office staff told
her to head to the ER to get her knee checked out.
Just
one visitor was allowed to accompany her, so Chris drew that medically
significant straw. Fortunately, I brought along a book to keep me company. And
we were there so long that I finished my book. Oh, and the result of the visit?
They took an X-Ray. Then they came back to declare: “You have bad knees.
Nothing we can do about it. Here’s a brace. Go see your orthopedist.”
Well, all righty, then.
Matthew 5:14 says, “You
are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.”
Father,
thank you that Sam finally got a brace for her knee. Please help it give her
stability so she can get around. Amen.
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