This morning I got out before the drizzle hit. Was only spitting rain and I was determined to walk. I got down to the school and headed back trying so hard to pick up the pace. Couldn't do it. Didn't need the umbrella the whole way.

I came in and did a little piece about dear Doug. You can read it here. Wish I was one fourth the wordsmith he is.

My temperature stayed down all last week. I forgot to ask the doctor how long I had to check it. He didn't have me reschedule an appointment yet. Probably waiting for the MRI.

I finally told daughter when I happened to call her about the need now days for maintenance agreements when you buy washers and dryers. They are digital. When that hard drive goes you best be ready to fork over almost $300 for the part alone! My new hard drive won't be here probably until Wednesday.

Boy I walked at the right time. I just looked out the window and it is pouring! Supposed to rain all week and my husband has meals to deliver tomorrow. Pour Shirley today.

Edit: this just in from Kelli and Jeannie: Hi all of Doug's friends,

Our dear Doug has been in the hospice Hospital  for the past 3 days and is not doing well at all.Even though  Doug is a fighter with a strong will to live, The outlook is bleak.

His wife is at his side sending him love.She has asked me to let all his friends know this sad news.

So nice to have online friends for support. Only my sister knows about my scare. Haven't told our kids as I was waiting for the result of the MRI that didn't happen last night. The machine crapped out and I feel sorry for the guy in it who was only half done. So I'm rescheduled for next Wednesday. Suppose I should let the doc know in case he was expecting results.

I felt sorry for the lone lady at check in as she explained and made phone calls to find another one of their 17 places that could pick up people like me. Sure must be a lot of MRI's going on. It was hot, I hurt, and wasn't about to sit and wait for some other place. Just told her to reschedule as I don't have a follow up appt. yet.

This morning as I filled the washer and plugged it in I must of blown the electrical something in the digital washer. Plug is alive, washer isn't. I wanted to get a maintenance agreement but guess who didn't. Sure glad we don't buy Christmas gifts any more, bet there will be little cash left from that service call.

No walking for me this morning. Humidity feels suffocating. Pool is closed for summer maintenance.

Another MRI

Yesterday I learned my bone scan came back abnormal. Tonight I have to go for another MRI to zero in on the spot that may be infection in the bone. In the spinal column no less. Do you have any idea how scary that can be? Treatment for it is serious stuff.

Please don't tell me not to worry as it is in God's hands. Why should we ever go to a doctor if God is working by himself?  Why would we have built in worry as a mother if we aren't allowed to worry? I wasn't worried when they did the procedure for the trial spinal stimulator. I've been rather unhealthy since that occurred. A bad decision that may have serious results. Yeah I know to worry about the procedure wouldn't have changed the outcome.

I'm eating, I'm sleeping fairly well, isn't worry tossing me to the powder room so many times at night. My temperature has been down, can't say as much for my temper at times. So I've shared my fear. I'll just go fix lunch now. Fiddle I ate a late breakfast so lunch isn't necessary now. Maybe some boob tube. See if the hearing is still on about Judge Halverson.

See the gentleman in the front row?  That is William McKinney that I can't seem to find in geneology pages.

My mom made this picture available to my cousin after her house burned down. Her son sent me the scan.

Apparently all of a sudden mom drew a blank on his wife's name...Ella.

I looked in GenForum a bit ago and can't find him either.

But I wanted to take a moment to share the information on Albert W that died of diptheria. An undated clipping from someone named Garwood scrapbook D.

DEATH OF ALBERT MCKINNEY

Albert McKinney, died on Tuesday morning the 5th inst., between ten and eleven o'clock. This is the 17th death in this little town, of diptheria since last Sept. The death of Albert McKinney is a very painful occurrence. He was a young man of much promise, but his is gone. What a sad and solemn sound comes from the pronounciation of that monosylable, "Gone!" But yesterday the bloom of health was upon his cheek and the beam of intelligence in his eye, now closed forever. Sorrowful is the void occasioned by his departure. He was just and generous, conscientious and honest, and a pattern worthy of imitation. Green be the grass above him and hallowed be the spot where he lies. In regard to religious convictions we understand that Albert never signed any creed. His life was his creed and he lived it well: (this below written single spaced poem, I don't know how to do that in xanga)

I do not know what Albert thought  ...Concerning spiritual needs.
I am not sure that he fought at all...In the battle of human creeds.

But whether he did or whether he didn't, Is not his title clear?...Say! Is not that one fit for heaven, Who lives his duty here?

Well there is some food for thought.