Wing in a sling

 

I fell and broke my right arm on the 16th, and the degree of difficulty of everything has been temporarily increased. Typing is difficult. Driving is difficult. Can't walk through a door carrying anything, because I can't turn doorknobs - doorknobs I never really noticed until they became barriers. I managed a blog post a few days ago, but it will be a little while before the next one moves from heart through head and hands to hyperlink.

Being quiet is good. With Mrs. Peel on my lap, it's very good indeed. I love to read, she loves to purr, and we both stare, and think. Something's bound to come of it. In the meantime, if you would please pray for a speedy restoration to health (and some breaking up of a bureaucratic logjam), I would be very grateful. And fewer doorknobs.

And remember, it's still Christmas. The 12 days don't end on the 25th. They start there, and we're in them. Rejoice!

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Meg and I always celebrate the 12 days of Christmas even though everyone else seems to be taking down their decorations already. Hope your wing heals quickly!

[C. J. Tuminello]

Laurel,
Sending our thoughts and prayers your way for a speedy recovery. About a week ago I sprained my ankle. I now feel the same way about stairs as you do about doorknobs. I think long and hard before I commit to a painful journey. We just don't bounce back the way we used to.
Hope you feel better soon.
C. J.

[Kim]

Saddened to hear of your wing misfortune. Hope you can pull it together, heal and get full use again real soon. Thanks for a year of interesting and insightful writings, informative articles and words about values on the site. Not to mention musings on life with Mrs. Peel! And hoping the New Year is a great one for you.

[Cat]

Animals make the best nurses (this means you, Mrs. Peel)! Heal quickly, Laurel.