Friday morning I went to the hospital. The new senior chaplain started this week and although I had already met him, as I was on the interview panel, this was the first time I'd seen him installed in the office as it were. He is a Baptist minister from a church in Iowa, but is very familiar with Shawnee as he had been to OBU, and his daughters, I believe, were also there, and he seems pleased to be back in Shawnee.
When I got home I had a call from the Senior Centre informing me that my friend Cecil has had a major stroke. I caught up with Louise on her cell phone on Saturday morning, she was on her way to the hospital in Oklahoma City. One side is paralysed, he can't speak, and the doctors were dealing with a severe blood clot.
Mark and his sons came out on Saturday morning. There is a long standing problem in the house with rain coming in, and although they have in the past climbed about on the roof, they hadn't been able to locate where it was coming in. But this morning one of his sons shimmied up into the roof space and Mark turned a hose on, but the rain seems to be coming in underneath the roof tiles, the roof area inside is perfectly dry. I didn't get the chance to ask how they can fix the problem as my nosy neighbour, Dale's husband, trotted across the road to see what was going on. I will e-mail Mark.
While they were there though, with a hose and strong jet of water, they cleaned all the sidings on the house, the windows and the porches, and it all looks very spruced up.
I thought I would have an early night on Saturday night, turned the light out at 10 o'clock, but woke at midnight. Made some tea, went on the computer, and precious grand daughter Miranda Skyped me from her I-Pad, which was lovely. It was about 7am there and she was lying in bed with it. The wonders of modern technology......being able to lie in bed and call up your grandma in Oklahoma. The world is certainly a much smaller place than it was.
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