I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
The Walking Wounded
I'm having lot of trouble with arthritis. I finally made an appointment with the doctor at the VA hospital. I'm going to my daughter's wedding in Washington state near the end of August, and I'd like to be moving around better by then. The medical appointment I have is only a couple of days before our departure date. I can hardly use my hands presently. It's a real inconvenience, but on the mundane level I'm just in pain 24/7. I don't get much sleep at night because when I roll over the pain can be excruciating. Maybe, if my hands get better, I'll write more.
