1 August 2011

Came very, very close to not being able to get out of bed this morning, which engendered a morning-long internal debate about four options: a masseuse, a chiropractor, a doctor, or a gun.  After laying and cementing another course of rocks in one section (missing the mark by ½ inch… close enough for government work), I began an hours-long tussle with the military health care system, culminating in an early afternoon conversation with the nurse for my primary care provider at DeWitt Army Hospital in Virginia.  She told me to get my rear-end to the nearest emergency room, pronto.  Was in and out of Middlebury’s Porter Hospital in 45 minutes with, hopefully, the prescription to cure my ills.  Better living through chemistry, that’s my motto!  Upon return to Fern Lake, laid and cemented another course on two more sections of the between-columns rock walls.