An Update and Thank You

First and most importantly, thank you so much for your support and words of concern and encouragement, friends and blogger friends, you are coming together in my mind ~ all friends now, whether we met in person or not. And thanks to my pair of supporters, pictured above. You have been amazing!

On Tuesday, I had a dental hygienist appointment and after that my husband took me to Emergency for some X-rays and a consult with a doctor. My ribs are bruised but not broken, however, they could have hairline fractures not showing on the X-rays just yet. They still hurt like !@#$%^&* (so much fun to do that!) but I have discovered that taking regular headache, not migraine, pills from Walgreens help me get rid of the pain faster and better than Vicodin, without side effects. 

I will see my doctor for a follow up next week. The ER doc said to deep breathe often and to be as active as I can be. So that's good. 

I was getting really bored the other morning with nothing to read. I'm in the middle of reading this spellbinding book, called Death in the House of Life, by fellow blogger Roland Yeomans. If you like magical writing, please check this book out here. I will review it here and on amazon after I finish it. It's only available as an e-book, but I have it on a PDF in my computer. I haven't been able to sit at my computer since I injured myself, so I was getting bored, but didn't want to start another book. It was then I remembered a binder I made up a long time ago.

My mom saved practically every letter I ever sent home and I sent a lot. I also had a very good relationship with my parents so I told them almost everything I experienced in this new land. That binder contains many of the letters from my first years in the U. S. 

I found the binder and began to read the first letter: Princeton, Tuesday, February 19, 1963. After I read a few, I realized I had a treasure trove of my early 1960's impressions of America and much more, for example: How much money I made; what I thought a good career move for a woman might be (just in case I didn't find a husband); my first taste of corn on the cob; how much a pair of sneakers cost me, and so on. 

I will create some posts from these letters, and call them: Letters from America, 1963. 

It will give me something to do and, hopefully, something you may find interesting to read. Thinking about it has left me feeling inspired and happy again after a pretty miserable week.

Samson Says:

Don't worry, I take very, very good care of my mommy. If she cries out in pain, I'm at her side right away, licking her and watching over her. Daddy took me on two long walks, maybe he'll take me again today. Tuesday, I was alone all day, way past my dinnertime! They came home with pizza, but I didn't get any. Just my regular dinner. Yesterday, they both "rested." Things are getting pretty boring around here......

Have a nice day, everyone.

Your Samson