If I wanted to go somewhere without Peg, I had to make sure that a willing female came along. They had to be willing to help me in the restroom, willing to watch me when I ate, willing to help do anything required so I'd be safe. It made me feel like a two year old, who needed a babysitter. It was very embarrassing (to me)! But Peg needed breaks from taking care of me, I know it was hard on her and her family.
If I went to the movies with my brother Robert, we had to bring my sister Ann/babysitter along. Or if I went sight-seeing in Seattle, a friend/babysitter came, etc...
One time, after spending the day with some friends, they dropped me off at home. Peg and family had gone to the store. I told my friend not to worry, it would be just a few minutes before they got back and I was OK to be left alone that long. Grudgingly she left, telling me she was going to call me when she got home. I agreed. About ten minutes later the phone ran, it was her, asking if I was OK and if Peg was back. I answered "No, but don't worry. It won't be long." She was concerned and said, "I'll stay on the line until she gets back." I agreed again and commenced talking about nothing (as you get to know me you'll find out I'm very good at that). At the time Peggy had a extremely long phone cord. I started rolling around the house as I gabbed, not paying attention to the phone cord. Suddenly my wheels locked, not allowing me to move. I told my friend what had happened. She asked me to look and see what was wrong. Scanning my chair, I saw the phone cord wrapped around a wheel, many times. "No! Not this! I've been through enough!," I thought. I put the phone down, pulling and tugging with all my might on the cord. It didn't budge. I was stuck! (I was so mad it felt like my ears were on fire.) "At least I have the phone!," I thought. As I was explaining the situation to my friend, Peg and family arrived home, came in the door, saw me and there was a peel of laughter, which dispersed my anger. I joined in laughing, while Peg's husband went to work trying to free me. The cord was so tangled, he had to cut it many times to get it off and then went the store to buy a new, shorter phone cord. I'm still hear dumb jokes about this.
Bringing Him a paralytic, carried by four friends. Being unable to get to Him because of the crowd, they removed the roof above Him; and when they had dug an opening, they let down the pallet on which the paralytic was lying.
Mark 2:3 & 4
I am blessed
Merrym Dawn Mathis Bruce
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