I am SO busted!
Saturday August 22nd 2009, 9:36 pm
Filed under: Friends,Life

For weeks now, I’ve been wondering if I would get the same phone call as last year.

I did.

Phyl and Lee again went to the city’s annual juried Art Fair that takes over University Avenue for three days, and again called me to tell me they’d found Mel and Kris:  They’re at this corner (they knew I couldn’t walk the length of the avenue.)  Did I want to come see them? (Mel and Kris created this, among many other things.)

How badly you could not begin to know, I thought.

So. The hubby and daughter go off to the grocery store and I make my escape, noting that my old car, not having been driven for three weeks, has gotten dusty and bird-pooped-0n and is not a pretty sight.  My hair looks about as bad.  Oh well.

Last year, when I saw those two, I found out that my feeling that I needed to put them in my daily prayers had coincided with when Kris was a trauma patient who had barely survived.

Today, we threw our arms around each other, and since they’d already talked to Phyllis, they were stunned to see me.  (Probably not as stunned as one of my two surgeons who had just gotten out of her car as I was looking for my own parking space.  I waved hi, thrilled to see her, and I think I’m going to hear about it at my post-op.  Driving at two and a half weeks?! Busted!)

And it turns out.  Mel and Kris aren’t on the ‘net much, which I knew, and they hadn’t heard, till earlier today.  I knew they were moving and I didn’t have their new address, so I’d figured I’d just have to wait till I saw them with their pottery at another fair to get back in touch.

Kris told me:

Last summer she had had a bum knee and, she reminded me, I had this cane I’d given her.  I’d told her not to give it back.  She thought she should, though, but in the still-ongoing move, it had gotten misplaced.  It finally turned up–in January.  She immediately strongly felt, looking at it, that she should pray for me.

So she put that cane where she would see it every day going past her work station to remind her, and every time she saw it she said a little prayer for me. She didn’t know why but it just seemed important and the right thing to do.

I told her a little about what January was like. And since then.

She was as gobsmacked as I was when I found out the same kind of thing after I’d started praying for her.

And here I was. Surgery Aug 5th. Drove myself there (pillow under seatbelt). Looking peachy-fine.  It was near closing-down time, so I wasn’t in the way of too many people.  We had such a good visit!  Finally, she said I needed to rest even if I didn’t feel yet like I did–we knew, both of us, that she was right–and Mel drove me the two and a half blocks to my car over my gentle protests, since his was right there by the booth.

I cannot tell you how glad I am that I went and that I got to see them.

My surgeon saw me. My husband and daughter got home before I did.  I am SO busted.  And so very, very happy at how it all turned out.

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Sometimes what is most sensible isn’t most right.
Now if you were gallivanting every day…..?

Glad you had such a wonderful time, and laughing that your surgeon saw you!

Comment by Diana Troldahl 08.22.09 @ 10:10 pm

Ask any teenager, sometimes the fun is worth the trouble you’ll get in. Glad to hear that you’re feeling well enough to be rebellious 🙂

Comment by TripletMom 08.22.09 @ 10:56 pm

It sounds like a fun escape and made all the sweeter by “sneaking around”!

Comment by Jody M 08.23.09 @ 5:36 am

A little bit of law breaking is good for the soul – as you already knew. You’re smart enough to not harm yourself.

Comment by Leslie 08.23.09 @ 7:25 am

Healing comes in many forms. Glad you went, and went “gently”.

So, is that a new pot? What did you buy?

Comment by Barbara-Kay 08.23.09 @ 7:32 am

You’re out and about! Meh, the other folks won’t rag on you too much — they know how good it is for your soul to see old friends. So glad Kris was on the prayer wagon, too! Isn’t that interesting, though, that she got the feeling from your cane… God is mysterious!

Comment by Pegi 08.23.09 @ 7:33 am

I asked my doctor if I could go be with my girlfriend for her blood transfusion even though I was on a driving restriction because I had had 6 surgeries in 1 3 weeks prior and I knew I had to be there I to had a pillow on my lap and under my bum.I was glad I went she had a heart attack and we almost lost her and I had the little book of prayers from Joyce Meyers I prayed from for 7 hours and she made it and a couple days later she had the transfusions and had her surgery and she is still in remission from cancer.You met her the first time I met you in person.Sometimes we need to be there for our friends to pray with them and it was probably nice for you to get out of the house as well:)(((((Hugging You))))) Darcy

Comment by Darcy 08.23.09 @ 8:08 am

I’m betting your surgeon’s reprimand will be gentle. I was livid when the Knight drove to a fire call – in a great big tanker! – two days before his six-week check-up after his hip replacement. The surgeon asked, “How’d it do?” and at some point, mentioned that he gives orders for a reason, and that was that.

Comment by Channon 08.23.09 @ 9:22 am

Such good healing has to be good for you. It seems like you were given a little prompting to go.

Comment by sherry in idaho 08.23.09 @ 9:45 am

Well, at least you had the good sense to say you were tired ahead om time, and to accept the ride to your car.


A man goes to his dentist because he feels something wrong in his mouth. The dentist examines him and says, “That new upper plate I put in for you six months ago is eroding. What have you been eating?”

The man replies, “All I can think of is that about four months ago my wife made some asparagus and put some stuff on it that was delicious…Hollandaise sauce. I loved it so much I now put it on everything — meat, toast, fish, vegtables, everything.”

“Well,” says the dentist, “that’s probably the problem. Hollandaise sauce is made with lots of lemon juice, which is highly corrosive. It’s eaten away your upper plate. I’ll make you a new plate, and this time use chrome.” “Why chrome?” asks the patient.

To which the dentist replies, “It’s simple. Everyone knows that there’s no plate like chrome for the Hollandaise!”

Comment by Don Meyer 08.23.09 @ 10:09 am

A good friend will visit you in jail.
A REALLY good friend will be sitting next to you saying,
“DAMN, that was fun!”

Comment by Abby 08.23.09 @ 3:26 pm

Some things are worth getting busted for — I’m glad it worked out so well! 🙂

Comment by Jocelyn 08.23.09 @ 7:20 pm

i think that getting out and about was good for you!

Comment by marti 08.23.09 @ 10:21 pm

I can the rush you must have felt when you sat in your car and the beaming smile you gave when you saw them!

Spirit, body and mind all go together. So, by choosing to do something good for your spirit and your soul, it should reflect well on your body, right? I’m sure your surgeon will agree. lol

I, too, am glad you accepted the ride back and went home before you were too tired.

Thank you for sharing such a joyful moment of your life with us! 🙂

Comment by Suzanne in Mtl 08.24.09 @ 6:12 am

Sometimes, a woman’s gotta do what a woman’s gotta do! I had a similar experience a couple of weeks after my 1st C-section, when I decided that I just HAD to get another pack of thank you cards at the local card shop. I took my post op instruction sheet out to the van with me, along with my darling newborn daughter. I did all the moves (looking over my shoulder, etc) that the sheet said I needed to be able to do to drive. I drove over to the store, went inside with the baby, bought my cards, and returned to the van…to find my ob/gyn pulling into the parking spot beside mine. He sighed, but all he said was, “Feeling better, huh?” Seriously busted I was.

Comment by Shirley 08.24.09 @ 11:07 am

BUSTED… such a rebel 😉 Glad to hear your back at it. Sometimes it pays to misbehave a bit.

Comment by Alicia 08.24.09 @ 11:31 am

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