so lucky
Garden Master
This is off-topic, but, wow, Marshall, what an interesting man Ole Uncle Farnum must have been. I'd like to get a look at that bible!
I tried to tell her that it might take over night to work, but she screamed for ER, so ER is what she got. We got to ER at 9:30 pm and it was a zoo. We didn't even see the Dr until 12:30 am. She bitterly complained the whole time. "He's looking at everybody else but ME. He's gone home, he's not even here. Why are there so many people here? Just take me home, I'm tired of waiting. Where's the nurse? You tell her I want to see the Dr NOW. I bet they are all on coffee break and none of them even care about me." And on and on and on. There was a stabbing victim, heart attack, sick baby, broken arm and the whole gamut of injuries and sickness. After all that, the Dr said to keep doing what I was doing and for her to listen to her daughter. He gave her a rectal exam and said for all the noise she was making, expected to find her severely impacted but she wasn't. On a scale of 1 to 10, he placed her at a 2. We finally left around 2:30. 
I am really really housebound for the next couple of weeks until she gets better. In the meantime, I will be cooking lots of good things for her to eat so she can get her strength back. The city park has a 1/2 mile cement trail that we go walk on and I'll get her on it soon. 

A Distinguished Daughterly Duty medal....or maybe something more combat oriented?
:bouquet