Thursday, October 02, 2003


Thursday already? Another week has shuffled by virtually unnoticed, and worse yet, not fully appreciated. This has probably been the nicest weather in months in San Antonio. We've missed most of it...too absorbed in an almost pitiful state of medical misery.

Amy is still undiagnosed and battling pain. We should hear from the doctor today, no doubt to schedule some other test. I'm still wrestling some neurotic viral plague which can't seem to decide if wants to attack my nose or my lungs. I'm alternately sounding like an elephant with a gnat up its trunk and a harp seal trying to hack up salmon that went down the wrong pipe.

I hauled Amy out to church last night so we could at least see some other people. I don't think we were a pretty sight.

I should have known it was bad when our Pastor immediately started bringing up the trials of Job.

Speaking of Job...actually jobs...I love this story.

How would you like to have that career?

"What do you do?"

"I hand carry messages to God."

Now that I think of it, I guess we all do have that a way.