Flu Shot

I got my flu shot last week.  I have never suffered from the flu shot.  I usually get some form of the flu, but it is generally not too bad.  I am thankful for the flu shot.  I am thankful for all the vaccines.  I got the polio sugar cube when I was young.  Before that I got the actual measles, mumps, rubella, and chicken pox.  I am thankful for vaccines that have kept my grandchildren from being in danger from these diseases.  I also have had the smallpox vaccine. They don't give that any more because smallpox has been eliminated.

I was so thankful when they came up with the COVID vaccine. I didn't hesitate to get the vaccine.  I didn't want COVID.  I wanted to avoid it if I could.  I have been lucky so far.  I know someone who got COVID twice and had the entire vaccination. I have been blessed.  I hope that this virus is starting to go away.  I read something that suggested that the pandemic would be over by March.  I am holding to that.  This will be over by March.  I hope.

Just Fine

 I had doctors appointments with tests in the past couple of weeks.  I have some more things in the future. I dread the tests.  This is the way I feel.  I go in for a test and I am fine and healthy and planning for the future.  Then, some test result is questionable or bad and all of a sudden I am fighting a deadly disease. I get the tests that I am supposed to get.  I am thankful for all the medical care that I have access to.  Compared to most of the world, I am wealthy and gifted.

But, the night before any test, I always have a sense of dread.  This time, so far, I am just fine.

Hip Hip....

 So, the weather last week was beautiful.  I took the grandchildren out to play in the backyard several times.  They love it.  They would live outdoors if they could.  The 11 month old drags her coat over to me when I arrive as if to say, let's get outside.

The problem with that is she is large for her age and not yet walking.  It will happen soon.  Really soon.  Not soon enough for me.  Carrying her around the hilly backyard last week has done a number on my right hip. Ouch!

I have suspended walks for the imaginary dog to try to let my hip return to normal.  It is working a little.  But I felt despair for this week, until I watched the weather prediction for the week--Rain!  We won't be able to play in the backyard if there is rain.  I felt as though God knew exactly what my old hip needs.