More of the Same

It's Christmas and I have all my shopping done, and very little to do till it gets here. That is both rewarding and frustrating. Don't ask me to explain that.

Work has been alternately very busy or non existent. My poor Nurse Practitioner has had a rough few months. Her son's health was a worry for a while, she lost her precious grandbaby, she was rushed to the ER with chest pains, (fortunately it was stress related and nothing to do with her heart.) and now, now her father has been diagnosed with a brain tumor. How much can one woman take? At least it looks as though it is operable and treatable, thank the Lord. It's the week of Christmas, and she will be at the hospital with him, I'm sure. The two days we would be seeing patients, will more than likely be scrubbed, and even though the clinic will be open, it's doubtful any patients will be seen, as she is the only provider. It's been that way off and on for the last few months, due to all she has had to deal with.

SR and I visited with J yesterday in Russellville. We took him and his girlfriend to supper and gave him his birthday gifts, which he seemed pleased with. Today is his 25th birthday. He was born during the big ice storm of 83.

We travel to Searcy tomorrow to visit my mother's first cousin. He and I have always been close and I haven't seen him in a while. We are taking Mom with us and it should be a very interesting trip. He's a very entertaining fellow and has lots of family history in his brain and on his computer.

There hasn't been much going on in my brain to share, and this is little enough to post. But I felt the need to put something down. The silence was disturbing me.