THE ORDER OF THE DAY (YESTERDAY)

Yesterday I got into a routine taking my herbal appetite suppressants. They seem to help suppress my appetite along with the tacks.


I reviewed the treatment and diagnosis of my Adrenal body type and how I can best change my eating habits to accommodate that type. (Read about the four body types and be amazed at how differently we respond to weight loss.)


A neighbor calls that another neighbor's dog is killing one of my guineas. Ron tracks the dog and the guinea to the other neighbor's home and watches the dog store my lost-forever prize Guinea Fowl under their house. The neighbors are not home.


Ron leaves to go to town and collect our mail and buy deli food for the kids coming this weekend. Leaves me grieving for my guinea.


Friend in town calls to tell me Ron has been in a wreck. In the blink of an eye I arrive at the horrible scene on a major highway with traffic being detoured, city police and highway patrol gathered along with half the town. They are keeping Ron in the van until paramedics arrive. The van is demolished and the other vehicle, a little red car, driven by an equally little girl, is demolished but the girl is out and walking around and presumably okay.


I see Ron safely loaded into ambulance and leave ahead of them to meet at the hospital. I have to wait quite a while and even though they have alerted the emergency room that they are bringing him, I still worry because it is taking so long. My precious sister arrives to hold my hand.

I know Ron is going to be okay when he responds well to his two attractive young nurses and his ER doctor, also an attractive female. He begins the story telling and they begin laughing and I can be at ease

We receive a good report on Ron, although we have been assured his pain has only just begun. He has so many previous injuries that it's difficult to know what is old and what is new but they feel confident that the feeling of a knife being stuck in his back over and over will subside. The girl was traveling at least 45 mph when she struck him from behind. He was stopped preparing to turn left across the highway and she obviously did not even see him before the impact.

And suddenly my priorities are clear in my life. My weight loss program is moved to a back burner (2 lb weight loss by the way) and grieving for a lost fowl does not seem as important (the neighbors came home and found their dog chomping on the guinea and the dog is gone). Everything becomes "I am so very thankful for the safety and another miracle survival of my spouse."