While doing what we are doing now, you tend to lose sight of things you were doing and focus on the job at hand. Just a few short weeks ago we were scheduling a front-end alignment on this home of ours, a root canal and dental check up for me, Sherry's physical and a summer in the Northeast on the Appalachian Trail. We were thinking of some Maine Lobsta, checking out some of the great eating places folks have told us about, and getting some great views of the Maine Coast.
That ALL took a back burner when we got the call that Johnny was in physical trouble.
When we arrived the Doctor's at best, gave him a 50/50 chance. They said it like it was going to be the lower 50! Of course we attribute the drastic change to the thousands (no exaggerations) of prayers gone up.
I really let the weather get to me and take the brunt of my griping. In reality I don’t hate cold weather. I thrive from challenges but usually when we are planning and have clothes to face the situation. This one sort of caught us on the short end. Sherry has spent 6-12 hours a day here in the hospital for about 5 weeks. I have been with her but she had taken the brunt of the situation, covering for my deafness.
Deafness has become a problem; I cannot hear half as well as I was hearing. And that isn’t saying much. It could be the weather; at least I certainly hope so.
Yeah, I fuss about the weather, gripe at the forecasts and say a bad word when valves freeze and water freezes; or I hit my hand on some sharp object in the cold. That sounds like a lot of complaining, but it really isn't. Over 99% of the time Sherry and I find a way to enjoy ourselves and joke where ever we are.
(Metro’s were not afraid of snow)
John is doing well. Funny for an independent cuss, he does not want to be alone, and he sure has not been. Think about it. How many friends do you have who would faithfully visit you in the hospital 3-4 times a week for 2 months? I have lost count of John's friends. Most folks do not have family that dedicated.
(They weren’t afraid of water either)
Okay enough. Life is good (according to the mountain prophet, the Blue RidgeBoomer) and I agree.
When you outlive most of the family, you get the privilege of helping take care of what is left.
Adult Truths Final entry! (Thanks Evelyn)
** The first guard, the "Cup," was used in Hockey in 1874 and the first helmet was used in 1974.
That means it only took 100 years for men to realize that their brain is also important.
(Just a note for those who care, Nash made this jewel, then Hudson bought it and made a few Hudson Metro's)