It IS so hard to determine which doctor should one listen to. I'm going through that very issue now regarding my subsequent treatment after cancer surgery with my Oncologist from the VA, an Oncologist from the University of Missouri who completed the surgery, and an Oncologist from the University of Kansas Cancer Center, all of whom have opinions regarding any on-going treatment. Who to believe?
Meanwhile, time passes by.
I pray your husband's doctors get on the same sheet.
I go to market on Saturdays, and usually stop in M-F at the Senior Center. Wednesdays is 10% off at the grocery store. I tend to do my washing every two weeks on a Sunday or Monday. I watch Thai programs on youtube. I write something every day. When I had a garden I would be working in it until I couldn't see.
My life is "smaller" these days. I consider getting out of bed "productive".
I was just surprised by the pick because he retired from neurosurgery practice over a decade ago and has, in the time since, arguably built a higher national profile for himself in politics/public service. It would be like wanting to meet Mark Wahlberg not because he's a famous actor, but because of his prior musical accomplishments with The Funky Bunch. It's a totally valid choice, just an unexpected one.
Humm, why not? A highly respect neurosurgeon and he has a fascinating life history. No one could ever guess that he would have made it to become a doctor let along a neurosurgeon.
My first visit to your blog! Thank you for the trinket.
I imagine the frying pan was used for all kinds of things, back in the day.
I actually won a skillet toss competition at a county fair!
I have to agree with you. Home is my favorite place as well. However, I do like to travel on the occasion and get a change of scenery, but it's always the best to walk back through the home doors!
That's unacceptable regarding the parking situation. To be told you're allowed to park someplace, and then not allowed to park there due to a requirement that clearly should have been mentioned in the letter. I usually use the valet parking option for my eye appointments, as it's free and reasonably convenient.
I used to go horse riding as a teenager. We lived in the city and I begged my parents to let me have a horse, and I swore I would look after it. Fortunately, they said no because that would never have worked out I used to love horses though and I spent all my spare time at the stables, which were a half-hour bike ride away. But it's different when you chose to help muck out the stables when it suits you compared to having to do it because it's your horse, in the freezing cold or when it's raining.
I haven't been near a horse since then. I would probably be a bit scared of them now.
I would like to share a beautiful poem (a song known in the Christian circles) called He Giveth More Grace. This was written by Annie Johnson Flint. An amazing women who lost both birth parents, also her adopting parents and contacted a severe case of arthritis and became wheelchair-bound. She never stopped living or helping others. Through her writing, her poetry, she inspired so many. Here is her poem:
He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.
When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father's full giving is only begun.
His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus,
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.
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