I was putting up coated screens in the darkroom/laundry area..."dark" being the operative word...by the light of a yellow CFL, and as I turned to head to the steps after completing my task, my left foot proceeded to move far outside the normal scope of my walking, as I hit a wet patch. My body, of course, followed, leaving my right foot behind. I made incoherent pained sounds that did not carry well, and so I had to lever myself up using the dryer.
There are now feelings I have not felt, where I have never felt them. I
await the morning to reveal what I have wrought, for I was wearing a
favorite pair of shoes with no tread left, that I ONLY wear in dry
places. I guess it's goodbye to you, dear friends.
Maybe I should bronze them....
Maybe I should bronze them....
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I'll add you to my prayers. You know, that is one pain I have not, to memory, felt. I am hoping to keep it that way, but may have just doomed myself. I'll pray once, maybe twice, before you wake. Probably, unless you wake really early... though there is probably a two hour time difference. I best get a prayer in.
Bless you, sir.
Also, prayers for Those Not Here would be appreciated.
I need your email.
doomdforev at gmail dot com
Hmm? I'm already paranoid. Don't feed my foibles!
I know this is off topic but I thought you may like to read this.
https://www.claremont.org/article/the-politics-of-star-trek/#.Vev55c542WP
I've been keeping you and foam in my prayers. You kids... I have this worry that you are in a hospital, in traction, fighting for your life and ability to walk. Dang kids. Anyway, I'll keep up the prayers until I hear you are out of the woods, one way or another.
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