I woke up last Sunday with a nagging lower back ache. By Monday, it was more than nagging so I took the day off work. I went to see Mark (Heather’s husband, a physical therapist) on Tuesday, and felt a little better on Wednesday. I tried to go back to work, but came home early. By Thursday, I was in agony and went to the doctor. She immediately put me on pain medication, and ordered an X-ray. I had that done Friday but won’t get the results until Tuesday or so.

When I walked into my house on Wednesday, it was hot, hot, hot. The air conditioning had gone out. My friend, Leo, came by that evening and determined it was the fan motor. It took the rest of the week to get the part, so I have been lying on the couch at Brian and Carrie’s for three days. It’s Saturday morning, and Leo is on the roof now. Hopefully, it will be back up and running soon. It’s pretty miserable in here. I don’t know how our ancestors stood it without any means of cooling off a house.

When it rains, it pours, right? (Actually, it did rain quite a lot this week! That helped bring down the temps.)

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  1. I think our ancestors were smart enough to not live where it gets to 120 in the shade.

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