THE HITS REALLY DO JUST KEEP ON COMING

First of all, forgive all my griping about Mr. Blogger yesterday. I really do appreciate that it's free. I just wish it worked the way it should. I'm really hesitant to switch to beta blogger because the old blogger has so many problems, I'm afraid of what the new one has.

On to other news. I was sitting in the living room talking on the phone with Brenda yesterday afternoon when Rob walked in. The first thing I noticed was the turkey he was carrying. The company he's working for gave the employees Thanksgiving turkeys which is, of course, nice. Butterball turkeys, which is even nicer. Then I realized what he was carrying actually looked like a very healthy (except it's dead of course) chicken. So this eagerly anticipated Thanksgiving turkey weighs eleven pounds. I'm truly not ungrateful. Actually, I appreciate the gesture. But today I have to go buy a real turkey for Thanksgiving.

I think what I'll plan to do with the little one is add it to my Christmas dinner. I always bake a big ham. But this turkey will fit in the oven at the same time and we'll just have both.

The next thing I noticed, keeping in mind that I'm on the phone with Brenda and a little distracted, is that he was carrying the turkey in his left hand which is odd. He's right handed. Then....I noticed a hospital bracelet on the wrist of the arm that's carrying the little turkey. Then....I noticed his other arm in a sling. Then....I told Brenda I had to go. I briefly told her what I was seeing, she promised to say a prayer and off the phone I got.

Rob was standing on the back of a delivery truck yesterday. The guy he was working with had just thrown the door open and it came back down and hit Rob on the top of his head which knocked him off his feet. He fell, hard, onto his right arm and shoulder. Nothing is broken, but after an afternoon in the hospital and all kinds of xrays and tests, they determined he has a deep tissue bruise from his shoulder to his elbow. He has another doctor's appointment on Monday but at this point they think he's off work (without pay) for at least a full week. Sigh.....

So let's see where I can find a blessing in this. First, his arm's not broken. And his shoulder isn't seriously injured which is a huge blessing since that shoulder was broken in an almost fatal encounter he and his car had with a semi when he was nineteen. The shoulder has always given him trouble. And the big scab on top of his poor but thankfully not seriously injured head should fall off in a few days. Sigh...

Second, the little baby turkey he brought home is very cute and looks sweet in my freezer.

Third, he'll be home next week to relax and enjoy watching me doing all the things I do to get ready for Thanksgiving. I don't think he's ever actually been around during Thanksgiving week, during the day anyway, to see what really has to happen to produce the feast. I can easily see myself smearing a little flour on my cheek when he's not looking and getting all kinds of sympathy from him. That's a blessing, right?

Fourth, surely since it's a workers comp thing, we won't lose an entire week's income.

Fifth, we don't have health insurance since he lost his real job so it is a huge, huge blessing that the medical expenses are covered by workers comp.

So. Today I get to see Mandy and Aaron. They'll be down at Krissy and Andy's house babysitting Cameron so mommy and daddy can go Santa shopping. I plan to run down there. We don't see those two very often lately.

Then I'm off to buy a real, hopefully fresh-not-frozen turkey!