Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

My husband has managed to twist his right knee.  He was watering outside plants.  That's all I know.  But it doesn't take much at our age to end up in pain.  I had no "event" with my right knee.  I'd simply been standing too much doing holiday cooking, and then holding my grandson on Christmas day.  But the stairs are a big factor.  If I hadn't carried him up our stairs and later down the stairs to the street when they left, I might have survived.  My husband was standing for three hours last night for his chorus rehearsal.  That'll do it!  He just said to me he didn't want his knee to feel this way.  And he guessed he hadn't been sympathetic to my knee problem for the last six months.  Well, yeah.  But the truth is it's all abstractions until you've experienced something similar.  I was gracious today.  I fetched ice and two Aleve tablets.  I DO know exactly how he feels. 

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