Tuesday March 2

Tuesday March 2 (Sixth day since the accident)

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Good Day! We are home! Once we decided to come back to Anderson for Leg surgery, things happened quickly. Saw all the doctors, finished all paperwork, arranged transport and were out of there! Jeff did well on the trip and is now sleeping in the recliner in front of the fire. So good to be home.



Meanderings:

4:30. I look over four feet away at the bed in which I wish to be sleeping. Bleh. This brain of mine. I have trouble remembering names, am fairly befuddled with technology and can’t get from point A to point B without getting lost (at least once). BUT! Let me crack open one eye to check the time and let the light in just a little and my brain says What? Huh? Oh! Let’s Go! And there’s no talking it back into La-La land. After trying to go back to sleep for at least 30 minutes, once again, it’s no use, we’re up for the day. I am hopeful and fearful that today we get to go home. What lies before us? Hey, friends in Malaysia! You guys are twelve hours ahead of us? What’s comin’ our way? Have you ever played “Ain;t no boogers out tonight?” It’s a tantalizingly wonderful game of excitement and fear all rolled together. Here’s how it goes. You wait until dark and then go outside. Then one person of the group goes somewhere around the house and hides. Then the rest of the group (as a group) skips, runs, walks or gets dragged around the house singing, “Ain’t no boogers out tonight. Granddaddy killed them all last night.” knowing full well there was at least one booger lying in wait. But where?!? At any moment, he could jump out and grab one of you! (Then that person has to be the booger. No big deal, really. No one gets eaten. What is a booger diet, anyway?) I digress. Right now I have a team of nurses and doctors knowing what to do and how to do it. They can tell what to be concerned about and what is insignificant. If I pass out in the floor, Jeff’s care go on. Maybe I could just sleep down in the cafeteria for a couple of weeks and we’ll just stay put. Maybe I’ll just sleep in the cafeteria and send Jeff home…..nope, not gonna work. Trust. Bottom line, can I trust the Lord or will I worry? Is He sufficient or will my fear overtake me? When I falter, do I acknowledge that He is there to sustain me? Once again, He reminds me, “Fear thou not, for I am with thee. Be not dismayed for I am thy God. I will strengthen thee, I will help thee I will uphold thee with my right hand of righteousness.” (Is. 41:10) Ball’s in my court.

Finally got home and so glad to be here! But no energy left to share. We’ll have to do that tomorrow