I seem to be incapable of writing at the moment. Thank you for your care, prayers, and warm words; I am sorry I cannot reply as personally as you deserve. The Lord tells me it’s okay to shush and receive. I can only hope you will agree with Him. However, I am jotting daily letters to a boy I love.
Hi Reji Peji Spe-geji,
Thinking of you tonight and hoping that you are snuggling warm and toasty in your bed. It’s coooooold here – with several inches of snow. Chief Stan tells me you don’t have any snow there yet, but when you do, there may be sledding in the plans.
Jenny asked me to go sledding with her today. We couldn’t go up to the hill because we didn’t have enough time, but I pulled her around the lane. She was saying “faster, faster,” so I went faster – and then realized she was saying “NOT faster, NOT faster.” Oops. Well, she soon changed her mind and had a very nice time.
I wonder what you did today. I washed up the laundry and went for a chest x-ray for that cough I’ve been having. Tonight at dinner the doctor phoned me and said I have some pneumonia in my left lung. So he is giving me antibiotics for that, which I can start tomorrow. Don’t worry!! I’m already feeling better than I had been, and what I have is not serious. I’m relieved to get medicine that will help.
I don’t think I told you but when Dr. W examined me (remember I told you he’s kind of like Dr. L?), he said “Look up” and I’m like, okay, I’ll look at him. He said, “No, look way up. At the ceiling.” So I did, but it still wasn’t high enough so he had to sort of lift my nostril up by his flashlight so he could see into it, which is what he wanted all along. He said, “Sorry, I’m kind of tall.” No kidding.
Patient: ‘Doctor, I’ve swallowed a spoon.’
Doctor: ‘Sit down and don’t stir.’
Okay, I admit I pulled that joke straight from the web.
Hope you are having joy, my dear, and making progress already on your goals. Use each day to get a little stronger for the good. We are lifting you to Jesus every moment.