Yes, it is nearly that time now.
Total Titanium left Knee for me.
Then 6 weeks rehab…may be up, out, even driving sooner, they tell me.
(Been in the works since 2007 first visit to my great orthopaedic surgeon! Those orthovisc/now monovisc shots really worked for me a long time, thank the Lord! But, knee is telling me, let’s get this done already!!)
Blogging likely to return soon!
Deadlines do that–make me focus. Surgery has been scheduled–4 weeks from today!
I am grateful–and overloaded with details–but they are all getting dealt with, swiftly!
Nothing like knowing you will be knocked out on pain meds and not able to drive for maybe a month!
Time to stock the freezer with good food to warm up quickly.
Time to move the muscles, prepping for those weeks of post-op rehab.
Time to stop and breathe too.
Today I thank the Lord that there are two whole weeks yet before our long, Labor Day Weekend events.
Also, that there are plenty of hours in today to do🎶/be😏 what God calls me to today.
Good to live right now, right here.
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Today I was skimming down some Old Testament begats and found this astounding reality:
A woman built three cities way back in very ancient times–when women weren’t exactly “liberated” at all–except maybe Sheerah!
I also tracked down a great sermon on this topic–by a Baptist woman with a Ph.D. (Thank you, Dr. Gafney!)
That sermon told me that these particular three ancient cities endured for an entire millenium. Sheerah built on solid ground.
I so want to do that.
This blog is about to take on double duty. My art website will soon expire, so that traffic will be redirected here. Anyone wanting information about my paintings, graphic design (or writing/publishing projects) can contact me directly at 630.337.8973 or firstname.lastname@example.org. Or, you can use my business snail mail address:
L Easley Art, PO Box 1181, Wheaton, IL 60187
Thank you, blog readers, for tolerating this temporary aside.
Light-drenched, I rise to coffee and cereal.
Husband left note–I overslept.
Not quite awake, I reach for promises.
They are all still here.
Like the sun.
I am glad.