We had a massive Internet outage this morning (again), and then I had to go for my MRI, which took almost two hours, so I’m only just now trying to catch up.
Next week they’ll tell us what the MRI images mean. (“Yer a dead kipper, mate!” keeps running through my mind; I can’t help it.)
I wonder if I should even try to write a Newswithviews today. If so, I’d better hurry!
And of course the outage cost me lots of readership.
Today being so mild, sunny, and beautiful, I bowed out of my physical therapy appointment, set up my chair outside, and cranked out six more pages of Ozias, Prince Enthroned. And now I have to get started editing Prince in Peril.
Tomorrow I must submit to an MRI so they can decide what to do with me next. I don’t feel sick, but I do feel rather unspeakably menaced.
I put the picture of the horsemen up there because Ozias had to fight a battle. Tomorrow it’s my turn. God was with Ozias. I pray He’s there for me.