This morning I had the colonoscipy. I lived over the procedure, but I'm not sure yet about the preparation. I occasionally have a bout of diarehhera (sp), but to deliverately put myself through that expeerience indicates a severe loss of good judgment.

Becky saw me through the final act today. She reported that the doctor said I had no problems except hemmoroids. I don't guess there is anything to do about that. I suppose that means I'll just carry on as I have been.

Carolyn H. called me to go with her to pray at Carolyn B.'s house tomorrow. That's good because I can talk to them about the meeting on Saturday. I still have to prepare my statement to present. I hope I can be useful and used of God in this endeavor.



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I think it's time for me to get a new signature. Sometimes it's good to update yourself.
Tomorrow is the day of the dreaded colonoscopy. Nothing much to say about that until it's over.
I have begun the study of Hebrew. I think I'm going to enjoy it a great deal. But is will be very hard. Maybe I choose difficult things to distract myself from the problems that accost me, like my son being in jail. I prayed for him, but that is nothing new. Can I learn to pray in Hebrew?




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I am not very prompt in beginning this journal since I have already lost a day. James David began the New Year in jail in Henderson Country. He messed up on parole. I know he is desparate. I love him. I know that he has problems, but he tries all the wrong ways to manage them.

Carol was sick with a headache on Friday and did not go to the doctor. I guess she will go next week, at least I hope so.

I am going to have the colonoscopy on Tuesday. I do dread the whole thing, but I guess it is probably not life threatening. I need to have my eyes checked soon, too, and I should go to the dentist. Talk about medical overload!

I am very excited about the Hebrew class. But apprehensive, too. Learning a new language is much more intimidating when you have to start with a new alphabet.

I have learned that being old does not deminish the hope of new adventures.




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