Hmmm...it's been a while.
Well...I did it again. I am now laying on the couch in our den...unable to rise and walk normally. I have twisted my ankle again. In the same manner as I did before, though not nearly as bad. I was playing football, and came down hard on the side of my foot. My ankle bent...and it now hurts....really badly. I don't know if that is correct or not. Should I say "really badly", "really bad", "real badly", or "real bad"? I don't really care right now.
Anyway, I now have a goose egg on the side of my foot that looks vaguely familiar. I think I had one for about 6 or 7 weeks earlier this year. I can sort of walk on it, but I have to at least wear a brace, and it's slow going. I am also sick with some bug. I've got a pretty sweet headache, and chest congestion. Besides the fact that my leg pounds with every heartbeat.
But...I'm still saved, Jesus still loves me, and I love Him. So everything's good.
Tuesday I have my first Clinical Rotation in the Hospital. I am going to do Neuro-Intermediate Nursing...I'll let you know what it entails and how it went after I finish. Then on the 1st of November, I've got a rotation in Post-Surgical ICU, and 2 weeks after that, I've got a rotation in Surgery, and another in Neuro-Intermediate Nursing.
Yesterday I had to teach Guitar theory at orchestra. Liz is on "vacation" and so I became the teacher instead of Mr. Crowd Control. Have you ever tried teaching 13 boys (ages 8-11ish) and keeping them under control? And when you have no clue what you are teaching, since you have never had a guitar lesson in your life, and the only thing you know about it, you've taught yourself. That'd be me! Yeah. And btw, Pris, if you read this before Liz leaves, which I kind of doubt you will...tell her that she is supposed to get a candy bar this next week from one of her theory students. :)
Here's some more quotes for you LotR fanatics...or at least those of us who love to hear some of Tolkien's works again and again. These are from the book, this time. Just for you, Grace. :)
"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." - Bilbo at his party
"Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow; The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow."; - Theoden before battle at Helm's Deep
In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl. A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair. In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl, under the archway that no ememy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face. All save one. There waiting, silent and still in the space before the Gate, sat Gandalf upon Shadowfax: Shadowfax who alone amoung the free horses of the earth endured the terror, unmoving, steadfast as a graven image in Rath Dínin. "You cannot enter here," said Gandalf, and the huge shadow halted. "Go back to the abyss prepared for you! Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your master. Go!" The Black Rider flung back his hood, and behold! he had a kingly crown; and yet upon no head visible was it set. The red fires shone between it and the mantled shoulders vast and dark. From a mouth unseen there came a deadly laughter. "Old fool!' he said. 'Old fool! This is my hour. Do you not know death when you see it? Die now and curse in vain!" And with that he lifted high his sword and flames ran down the blade. Gandalf did not move. And in that very moment, away behind behind in some courtyard of the City, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed, recking nothing of wizardry or war, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far above the shadows of death was coming with the dawn. And as if in answer there came from far away another note. Horns, horns, horns. In dark Mindolluin's sides they dimly echoed. Great horns of the North wildly blowing. Rohan had come at last. - Gandalf confronts the Witch King
And two from the Movie.
Home is behind
The world ahead
and there are many paths to tread
Through shadow to the edge of night
until the stars are all alight
Mist and shadow
Cloud and shade
All shall fade
All shall... fade.
- Pippin sings to Denethor
can't you just hear Pip singing this haunting song?
"Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered. It is a sword-day; a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now! Ride now! Ride for ruin, and the world's ending! Forth Eorlingas!";
- Theoden to the Rohirrim, before battle at the Pelennor
Inspiration to end the world, eh?
1 comment:
Another cool post on Josiah's blog. I love it. Though it obviously would have been nice if you could have left off all that about your ankle. Sorry about that. Though of course you have the right attitude. sounds like the story of my life trying to keep the right attitude. Tell all about the clinical rotation. I think it's totally unfair that you get to do the fun stuff while I'm stuck doing brain dissections and chemistry labs. AGH.
Take care. :) Oh and Hi David(if you are the one to read this)
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