Crumbs From the Corner: Adventures in Woolgathering

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

We Can See Clearly Now, the Pins Are Gone

A word on yesterday: Spouse was ordered to keep still, and an electric saw roared into life, split open the plaster cast on his arm and revealed a dry, withered but much relieved limb.
I am faint of heart: I stared into this corner and that one as the doctor extracted pins from Spouse's wrist bone. I looked at the ceiling and the floor and the various wall posters, and at my shoes, which I noticed were in need of a thorough polishing.
And when it was over we made our way gingerly across the car park. A steep, grassy incline separated us from the bus stop- just the sort that Spouse likes to roll down on a blue-sky afternoon, when children are watching with open mouths and eyes as large as teacups.
For a reckless moment we considered that route- walking, that is, not rolling- but one of us might have lost our balance. Spouse is still rather one-handed, despite his farewell to the metal invaders.
There will be time enough later for rolling and tumbling down hills of grass, and for that I am glad: but glad is a weak, pale word that conveys little of how we feel. Brimming, perhaps. Brimming with the possibilities.
And my shoes still need to be polished.


Pauline said...

happy to learn spouse is recovering - here's to the day when he can once again roll down the hill!

Tom the Piper's Son said...

You put me right there in the room and out in the air. I shall be thinking of the word "brimming" for the rest of the day.
All my best to the two of you.

paulmerrill said...

Glad Spouse survived the ordeal - and that you were there to support him!

Thanks for dropping by my new blog, too.

And let's all try to keep that sense of wonder, as demonstrated by the vending machine guy.

hele said...

maybe one day we will all roll down a hill together.

your post brought a lump to my throat, I'm not quite sure why. Something to do with the greenness of the grass, the blue of the sky and the fragility of our lives.

How glad I am we still have shoes to polish :)

julochka said...

have you read the no. 1 ladies detective series? mma. makutsi's shoes often speak to her as well...this reminded me of that.

if you are brimming with possibilities, it sounds like you are both on the mend.

thinking of you both...


Phyllis Hunt McGowan said...

Pauline, yes, I can't wait.

Tom, it's good to see you! What a lovely thing to say.

Paul, ah, yes, can't forget the vending machine guy. Best of luck with your new website!

Hele, wouldn't that be fine... all together- roll!

Julie, funny you say that. Just yesterday my mother sent me a copy of a film from the series. I have read a number of them but have a particular fondness for the first book. So simple and elegant. He is an excellent writer.

ArtSparker said...

Lovely post- Happy polishing.

Barb said...

One step closer to a full recovery. Yay Spouse!!!!

Anonymous said...

So happy to hear Spouse is doing well.


Phyllis Hunt McGowan said...

ArtSparker, thanks :)
Barb, one step... and then another one.
Steve, he is doing better, thanks.

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