It's better as a brass band tune than the sentiments expressed in the actual song:
In articulo mortis
Caelitus mihi vires
Nearer, my God, to Thee
Nearer to Thee
E'en though it be a cross
That raiseth me
I'm back after spending 4 days in the Assessment Unit at our local hospital. Yesterday it was touch and go during an endoscopic procedure and I did actually think that I could prove or disprove Robert's belief in a god and a hereafter. I came close and may tell you about this in further detail some time.
Meanwhile, it's a funny old world still with, among other vile things, USA in Texas having the worst school shootings for a decade and a spate of gun crimes in Auckland.
Luckily Robert came out against the Texas shootings with some quotes from the Catechism and scriptures. Well done that man - that'll sort it just like the gun totin' Americans do with their 'hearts and prayers' platitudes when these things happen.
It's a miserable day here today but far, far better than sitting in a hospital room. The care and attention I received however was superb and I just cannot understand why some people are so critical of hospital care in this country. Maybe it's because I'm pleasant to the doctors, nurses and other staff.
I think that I'll light the fire in the main lounge today to 'cheer' the house up and our spirits. I guess I have to take it easy and I know that The Old Girl was worried. I discovered this morning that she had sorted out my socks, underwear and T-shirts drawers, resorting and folding everything nicely rather than the normal jumble I have them in. It's always a sign. She's back working today so I'll get the house cosy and decide on something nice for dinner (a nod to Robert there) probably Teriyaki fish and rice.
4 comments:
Great to have you back Peter. Write ad many furniture posts as you like.
as many
Oh, I just assumed that you had a cold.
Thanks but I think I'll give the furniture posts a rest.
There must be a god.
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