Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Today was a day of tests, and waiting, since I won’t meet with my doctors until tomorrow. The CT scan took the longest because I had to drink a few bottles of liquid and wait for that to settle to help the tests show the contrast. When I entered the main clinic building, a pianist was playing lovely Christmas carols that lifted my spirits and put me in a holiday frame of mind.
I concelebrated the noon mass at the local parish where I’m staying. After mass, two woman came up and introduced themselves. One is a donor to St. Joseph’s who has been praying for me all along. The other used to be a donor, but moved away from South Dakota many years ago and lost touch with the school. She gave me a check for the school and wants again to be reconnected. I am amazed at the web of care, which exists for St. Joseph’s almost anywhere I go in the country.
The priests at the local parish offered hospitality, and the rectory felt much more like home than staying in a hotel. I used part of the day for window shopping and walking. It felt good to stretch the legs out after the long ride in the car. I used a good part of the day for more solitary pursuits, and had quality times to pray and read.