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Sept. 3, 1996
If you missed my column the last couple of weeks, thanks for noticing.
Maybe you enjoyed Jerry Hulsey's country humor so much you didn't even
realize I had fallen down on the job. I hope that's the case.
Where was I? Right here, plugging away, for the most part. But with my
cook and weather observer in the hospital, I had more than I could say
grace over.
Leon had surgery Thursday to remove the little piggy that cried "wee,
wee, wee" all the way home; a victim of gangrene due to diabetes. He's
fine now and, I hope, back at work by the time you read this.
But the three weeks leading up to the surgery were rough on both of us.
He went into Reeves County Hospital Aug. 14 and was transferred to
Odessa Medical Center Aug. 17 for surgery. They decided to try treating
the infection first, then various things happened to delay the surgery.
Apparently the delay was good for the foot, because he lost much less
flesh than we thought he might.
If you have diabetes, please take care of yourself. Watch your blood
sugar, exercise and keep those limbs free of cuts and bruises. It's hard
on the patient who has to endure treatment, but it's also hard on the
family.
Leon and I have been together since I was 14. He has the answer to just
about any question I ask, and I depend on him in so many ways.
Of course, I miss him at meal times because I have to rustle up my own
grub. I especially miss the pot of vegetable soup he makes on Saturday
for my weekend meals. I miss smelling that wonderful soup aroma when I
come in from church on Sunday. I miss finishing the Sunday crossword
puzzle he has left a few blank squares in.
I miss him when I get up in the morning and have to feed and water the
dogs, read the high and low temperatures and rainfall, and report to the
National Weather Service.
I miss him when my computer acts up and I don't know how to fix it.
I miss him when I lock myself out of the house and have to use my
ingenuity to get in.
I miss him when the poodles follow me all over the house instead of
sitting outside his bathroom door whining.
I miss him at bedtime, when I lock myself in the bedroom to keep
boogers away.
You youngsters who are so passionately in love that you can't keep your
hands off your mate don't know yet what real love is. If you stay
together another 50 years, you will begin to understand.
"Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away..." Song of
Songs 8:7
EDITOR'S NOTE: Peggy McCracken is an Enterprise writer and editor whose
column appears each Tuesday.
Keep your head up Jim Ed. Look everyone straight in the eye. You are a
much better man than those who are persecuting you.
-- Clyde Daughhetee
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