This morning I received a phone call at 3:45. When the phone rings at that hour, I have mentally run through the sick list before I answer, anticipating news of a death. This morning, though, I was informed that there was a broken water main in front of the church, which had created a huge sink hole in the middle of the street, which was closed. We would have to cancel worship. So we did. It was the first time I've had to cancel worship for that reason. I had several more phone calls over the next several hours as we figured out logistics, so I didn't get up until late. Daughter and I went out to lunch. It has been warm today, so I spent some time working in the yard today. I wore my brace and was very careful.
I'm working on all my exercises from physical therapy, trying to strengthen the wrist. I'm getting the bone stimulator tomorrow, and I hope that when I go back to the orthopedist after Easter, the bones will be healed.
Daughter has been very cooperative this weekend, which has been nice. It's been a good weekend.