The Calm Before the Storm
Connie and I went to my post-op checkup on Friday. Yes, I drove. While there we had a more light-hearted conversation with Dr. Katz. He’s very down to earth and easy to talk to. We had a nice discussion about colleges as we are in the middle of our college search for Grant.
During the checkup, Dr. Katz looked at how much my eyes had changed following the surgery. While I gathered the surgery was successful, the change was not as drastic as he had hoped. That was just my impression. He asked that I come back in 6 weeks to see how things are progressing.
By then, one of my high school classmates will be working at his office. I can’t tell you how “small world” that is. Kim and I graduated in a class of 99 students in 1985. Our school is 2 hours north of Columbus in the middle of corn fields. Our “home” town has a population of 985, plus “one sorehead” (whatever that means). We weren’t best friends in high school, but have connected as “friends” on Facebook. There’s something to this whole social networking thing.
When we walked out of the appointment I had to take a phone call for work, as we sat in the parking lot. While sitting there in 98 degree heat, with the air conditioning on, the skies began to darken. Once the call was over we made our way to the baseball fields where Colin was supposed to have a double-header that evening. Before we got there, the winds began to howl and rain pelted the car. Debris was blown into the roadway and you could see tree branches breaking.
We safely made our way to the baseball fields and eventually home as the games were cancelled. Part of the evening became a family pizza night. The remainder of the evening we saw everyone doing there own thing. Grant went to a friend’s party, Jess stuck her nose in the computer and Colin played with a friend. All this while Connie and I walked the neighborhood to survey the damage. By then the temperature had cooled to the low 70’s.
As I sit here, on Saturday morning, all that I can hear outside is the buzzing of chainsaws. There’s no calm for some this morning.