Back home . . .

Back home in my own bed! What a blessing. My own bathroom, shower and not to mention the ability to get vertical and move my leg after 4 days of having keeping it straight.
I was greeted Friday afternoon with some cooler weather, and when I got home a bowl of hot chicken and sausage gumbo at my mother in laws. You cannot beat that.
Slept pretty good until that bird started chirping in the house early a.m. No, not a real bird, actually it is two of our smoke/fire alarm disks on the ceiling must have low battery readings - they chirp like a bird every so many minutes until you put in a new battery. I'll pretend it is a bird and get to it later was my thought.
I am a little weak, but nothing like after the previous treatment. We did a few things different this time which I think helped me tolerate this one better. You feel like you have to get re-oriented to everything around you, like sights, sounds and an increased activity level.
The garden is sprouting up in some areas, the gang covered all of our tomatoes, peppers and eggplants with plastic pots for the cold snap. Hopefully this will be the last snap we will have until we harvest those "snap" beans from the East garden. Not only do we have the good stuff coming up, but also the weeds are peaking out already. You have to work with it all if you want to make it happen. The weeds will come, but you just have to manage them like any other pesky problem.
I'll be taking it slow the next few days for sure. Thanks for the encouraging words and all of the prayer. He is our Hope and our Foundation.

Matthew 7:24-25 24
"Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them
into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock.
The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew
and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it
had its foundation on the rock. "
George