|The Walking Wounded!|
You see we are all the walking wounded. My friend Carol had back surgery almost two years ago and she still has shooting pains down her leg. Another friend had a hernia operated on and his wife had a knee replacement this summer. Two other friends have lot of stents in their hearts. A neighbor fell and had to have rotary cuff surgery last week. I fell yesterday and got up with a badly sprained ankle. A friend down the street fell off her bike today and broke her arm just above the wrist. She will be seeing the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow. Stay away for a while...it is not safe to be in this neighborhood at the moment.
A friend came and got me in his golf cart so I could go a potluck. Everyone gathering around listening to all misery and I warned every one...don't walk, don't eat, don't ride your bike, don't lift heavy stuff, don't wear out your joints. We are having a bad spell of wounds here right now. Just be careful.
The thing is we really are all fine...stuff happens on the way to the garbage dump...if we did not laugh so much I am sure it would be very depressing. But we do laugh and we endure...that is what we are all about.