How did I do this? I waltzed into that hospital yesterday thinking I was having a tiny, minor, nothing procedure. What a shock to put on a hospital gown, put the paper surgical shower cap on my head and little booties over my socks – which I got to keep on thankfully. I drove myself, which they told me I could do. When I got there and told them I had no ride home, they were a bit angry with whoever told me that, I sure would have preferred to have a drive home. Anyway, it is over. Thank God I took yesterday and today off. I can’t drive, I can’t cook, I can barely type, etc. I had dinner delivered last night – having made absolutely no provisions for myself!
Throughout this, I have thought of my friend’s 81 year old mother. Last week she was walking the 2 miles to daily mass, as she does every single day. She was praying the rosary, as she always does. But she was hit by a car while crossing an intersection, she, of course, had the right of way. A young mother with several children in the car did not see her for the sun glare on her windshield. So, while this wonderful woman was laying on the ground, just having been hit by a car, she asked someone to please pick up the rosary beads that were now scattered all over the street. That was what she was worried about. And once her rosary beads were gathered, she was so concerned about the young woman who hit her.
I saw her on Monday of this week and when I asked how she was, she cheerfully said “Fine!” Even though she is bruised all over, has sprained several things, and is pretty beaten up. 81 years old!
I guess it is not my nature to be so stoic. I’m trying though. My daughter said she would take me to the store later today. Thank God. And thanks for your kind comments and prayers yesterday.
Not a speech, not a word, not a voice goes unheard. Their sound is spread throughout the earth, their message to all corners of the world. — Psalm 18