Life is an adventure that I often take for granted.  Thank you to all of you who teach me new lessons every day.

My dear friend, Mary F sent me a book called “Saving Simon” about a man and a rescued donkey and life.  This reminded me I needed to blog again regarding all that has happened since my last blog.  Here is the quote from this book,  which “unfroze” me and allowed the words to flow again, “The theater of chance is nothing more or less than life itself, erratic and unpredictable, filled with love, hope, opportunity, disaster, illness, war and uncertainty.  Every day, we enter the theater. Every day we learn what is in store for us”.  (thank you, Jon Katz)

This message is hard for a person who has the illusion of control.

Now what is up with us, first we (Harry and I) did not think it was time for us to get another dog.   Then it happened, our friend Pam V, sent me social media links to “heeler rescue” sites.  And I delayed a few days acting on that, the day I acted there was a post about a young female heeler who was abandoned in a park.  You have guessed the rest, with the help of Lu, my sister in law (sister by choice), we met and now cannot imagine life without Grace.  We call her Grace because it is the grace of God that caused her to come in our lives and rescue us.  Our vet says she is roughly 2 years old, still a little frightened by certain things and full of energy and love which Grace is more than willing to share.  “Every day we learn what is in store for us”, the day I looked on that site and saw her face, I did not know what was in store for me and cautiously I accepted it and she is my best friend.

Maybe you would say, well that is enough to learn, we are happy for you.  The “theater of chance” has more in store as another day begins and we learn.   On Tuesday, May 2, Harry was teaching a class on communication in Plano, he was attempting to get out of the way of the screen so students could see the projection when he tripped over something and fell sideways, falling hard on his right hip.  This was late afternoon.  EMS was called and he was taken to a hospital.  They called me and told me about this and I think I sort of went into shock/denial.  Harry called me from the ambulance and said “I think I am just bruised up, don’t come here now, we will know more later”.   I called my brother, Clyde, who lives close and asked him to go to the emergency room for me.  Our friends, Joel and Angela, were also there with Harry in class and they went to emergency also, so I knew he was surrounded by people who love him and I could wait and see at home. Grace and I awaited word of what was happening, she was fairly unconcerned as long as we played ball and I scratched her behind the ears.

The word was more than bruised, the first word was a crack near the head of his femur and surgery would be required.  By this time, I was into action and out of shock/denial so Grace and I started to Plano around 9 that night, Harry and I talked on the phone and he convinced me to wait until morning because maybe they would transfer him home to be worked on by his Doctors here.  Grace and I turned around and went back home.  She listened and I told her what was going on and what we were doing and my concern about not going and the debate in my head of being tired and not needing to drive into the night and yet wanting to be with Harry in the hospital.  Grace agreed it was a conundrum (not the wine).

Wednesday morning the sun came up and we took off for Collin County, I had waited as long as I could.  The real word on his condition was the neck of the femur was broken.   His ortho Dr at home and the surgeon in Plano did not agree on the action to be taken.  Since it is Harry’s decision what will happen in his care, he opted for the Dr whose group has performed his 16 other surgeries (since the accident in 2010) successfully.  That surgery (metal femoral head replacement) was performed on Thursday, during surgery his blood pressure went low so they took him to CCU from recovery.  He is working hard to be back where he was….walking, working, teaching, inspiring others and telling bad jokes.  He will go from the hospital to a rehab facility in Plano as soon as possible.  Yesterday I toured rehab facilities (do this without appointments if you have to do this), I went back to report to Harry and we made a choice.  It is now up to our insurance company and availability at the facility as to when he will be there.

Grace is with me, we are staying with Clyde and Lu, they are gracious hosts and Grace loves them, so they must be okay.

All we need is the prayers and support of our friends and family and I promise to be better at this blog thing.