Those of you outside the DFW area may not be aware that we got hit with a major ice (not snow, but ice) storm last night. Around 3 inches cover the ground--except for one location at my house. That location would make even Puddleglum--the Marshwiggle character in C. S. Lewis' Narnia tale The Silver Chair who always, always expects the worse case scenario--happy. That location is in front of the only door that matters--my garage door where my car is parked--where there were two FEET of ice built up into a solid drift. Compounding that fact is the other fact--that this is the only day we need to go somewhere: namely, Houston. So with the temperature hovering at 21 F, I spent the last half hour shoveling out the drift and spreading salt (which was left over from our move from NJ 14 years ago--glad I saved some).
Susan had a mixed night last night. She felt pretty icky & hurting when she went to bed. She took tylenol and phenergran at bedtime and slept well until 3:30 AM. Then she had a dream about moving furniture, and felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. At that point she got up, took more tylenol, and moved to another bed to keep from disturbing me with her restlessness. This morning she awoke feeling much better, and has already showered and even now is on the phone with Dr. Munoz. I will share the results of that conversation shortly.
Posted by John Dishman at February 25, 2003 09:03 AM