The Africa Posts
I arrived yesterday afternoon, my son met me at the airport. We had some afternoon sun and then a simple dinner at a nearby restaurant. In the dark driveway I fell and hurt my knee, not seriously (although I must have a dramatic side because I wondered about amputation during the night). It bled a lot initially which is good and it is finally drying out. I sent a photo to my daughter (vet. tech. with surgical experience) and she advised me to get medical attention, probably antibiotics + maybe a brace.
I won’t be white water rafting tomorrow as planned. I’m fine with that. I should be in good form in a few days. I feel so much love. From the man who appeared to help me up with my son, from the woman who runs the tiny hotel, from Andrew the driver who drove us earlier in the day, from my daughters, from my husband, from my helping spirits. From Africa!
Another surprise blessing is that I’ve come to be at ease with my son’s grouchy side! I realize it’s him, not me! He’s most grouchy in the morning, and I do not see the joy in him that I once did. Maybe the gorilla trek or something on this trip will help him.
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