It was a quiet day. There were no parties or picnics, no fancy food or special activities. Instead we stayed home, and that was okay. I needed a "do-nothing" day at home and this was a good time for that. James and I pulled out some garden vegetable plants in preparation for winter, and I had a good heart to heart telephone conversation with one of my kids. Prayers would be appreciated for this one. God knows the need as well as the solution, so please just pray to that end.
Although it has now been over a week since her fall, Mom is still using her walker to get around the house. She is sleeping more and doing less, and yet her leg doesn't appear to have anything wrong with it. Her hip is scarcely bruised, her ankle is whole, and her toes aren't broken. I'd call the doctor back, but I really don't think there is anything they can do for her that isn't already being done.
I can hardly believe it's September again. Sweet September...
The Barn Collective.
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