I feel like my life has become a bad country western song. Don't get me wrong, I love country music. It's one of the genres I listen to most. But think back to when you were a kid and heard a really bad one. One that goes something like the dog died, my wife left, the farm foreclosed, (and think of someone who can't sing that is singing it) etc. - you get the picture. Three weeks ago, I came down with a sinus infection. I am still coughing from that one. Two weeks ago, Dawson caught a sinus infection, and the heater broke. This past weekend, David was outside playing with a friend and rolled his ankle. We went to the local medical clinic and they took an X-ray. Sure enough, he broke it, and right near the growth plate. The doctor said everything should heal well, but since it's near his growth plate we need to keep an eye on it as it might prevent that part of him from growing. The doctor assures me it is a small chance that will happen. All I could think of was, "Have you met my family?" Later, my pastor called to see how David was doing. He asked, "Would it be all right if I prayed that your family would have a dull 2011?" To which I practically screamed YES!
Thank God for good doctors and good health insurance. I wonder if the medical community has a frequen flyer program?