I don't really know where to start. It started as a great weekend, seeing Kay and Scott on Friday night (friends from Berkeley Lake). It was great to catch up with the goings on and to show off Morgan Hill (which we still love). But it was also sad to hear how my dear friend LeAnne is doing. I feel so guilty- we have not spoken or emailed in a while and I really had lost touch. Today I read her two blogs, and I just want to get on a plane and go and give her a hug. I feel such a bad friend, and just when she needs me most. Shit! That's how I feel now...
Having spent 4 hours in the emergency room last night with Dick, I am grateful that we have health insurance. It all started with a phone call from Dick saying he had fallen off his bicycle on his way home from work, and would I come and collect him as he was a 'bit banged up'? I rushed there and the first thing I saw was that I could hardly see his eyes- he was having a severe allergic reaction to something that was manifesting itself in his sinuses. All he could remember was having a huge sneezing fit after he 'woke up' having fell off his bike. 'Woke up'?? He couldn't remember hitting his head, although the scrape on the right side of his forehead showed he'd definitely banged his head. His first concern, naturally, was that the bike and his laptop were ok. However, we did not hang around to check them over, we just loaded them into the car- after he taken an anti-histamine that I always keep in my bag. For Dick to say he is hurting is unusual enough,...
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