The drive to Milton was fine. I used my cane during the service.
Michael Ford, the Music Director with a bad knee, even faked a cane fight that Bill took a picture of and published it in Trinity's newsletter today!
I feel quite a bit better than I did Friday.
Still pain but not as bad.
I move around quite well.
Getting into and out of bed is the worst. The doctor told me to elevate my head, but I can't sleep like that.
As time passes, it will all get better.
I pray!
Wednesday I tripped and fell on my left side in our TV room.
I hit my left wrist and it bled overnight but was fine the next morning.
But I hit my left side and today went to Urgent Care and discovered I had fractured a rib.
Boy it hurts!
I have patches for it and will take Aleve and be better they tell me in 2 or 3 weeks.
Great! Two or three weeks of pain.
When I'm sitting--like now--it doesn't hurt.
But movement hurts.
And I'm walking with a cane to cushion my left side.
Ah, Well--I'm getting old. Things happen.
Great first day--but they have to control the time more!
Biden wasn't on until I'd been asleep for two hours.
Hope tonight goes better.
I want to go to bed and not wait for it to end.
Want to hear Barack Obama though....
It rained so hard this morning that I was sorry to be driving to Trinity Church in Milton.
By the time I got onto I-84 and Route 8 and then 254 my wipers were on full speed and I still couldn't see well.
It usually takes me 30 minutes--today it took 45.
The drive home was no better.
And going to Big Y at 5'30 and back was no better.
Rain, Rain, go away....
And still it rains.
Getting Brigit to go out tonight will be a challenge.
Alas and alack.
...is not what we get.
I want world peace--and two horrible wars are going on.
I want a stable democratic nation--and Donald Trump is running for President.
I want a world worth living in--and climate change is making that more and more difficult.
I want a lot I can't have.
That's just the beginning of the list....
Our dog, Brigit, chases stuff in our back yard.
She chases squirrels, rabbits and a ground-hog or two.
I like that.
She never catches them and does no damage but I think she makes them think twice about coming in our yard.
But she's started chasing birds as well.
I don't like that.
I love birds and want them in our yard.
Birds are off limits, Brigit!
My contract only allows me to do 3 Sundays a month at Trinity. Milton.
Tomorrow is my Sunday off this month.
I jokingly said at a Wednesday Bible Study at Trinity that "I keep working even though retired because if I wasn't celebrating I wouldn't go to church."
People laughed.
But I long ago realized that jokes are often ways to tell an uncomfortable truth.
That's what that one is.
On my Sundays off I either take a supply job or don't go to church.
I'm a priest, not a church-goer.
That may sound like a contradiction.
But for me, it's true.
I love church when I'm preaching and celebrating.
Otherwise, not so much.
Alas....
