Ow!

I set off in torrential rain yesterday to Tom and Jeannette's house...By the time I reached Cartersville it had cleared, fortunately, as I soon had to set off with the three older children for their music lessons in East Cobb. Each goes in turn with their teacher while the rest of us sit in the living room as quietly as possible. I was reading Emma "The Boxcar Children" when she decided to get up, pushing down on the marble-topped table to do so...It tipped over and fifty pounds of Italian marble came crashing down on my right foot...Because I have never been an athlete, and am not adventurous, I have not had many injuries of any sort. This was not serious, there were no bones broken, but, my, how it hurt! Timmy had also been hit with objects falling off the table so we sat together half-laughing and moaning together for some time! Fortunately, their piano teacher handled it most graciously...When we got home, Jeannette took one look at my face and asked me anxiously what was wrong. She said I looked very tired. As she had not mentioned that earlier in the day, I assume this was a reaction to pain, although my foot was no longer hurting much. What does pain and/or shock do? Was I really visibly pale? Could she notice this just because she is a doctor? How very odd! Reminds me of the time I was having extensive dental work done and, all of a sudden, my jaw muscles began to hurt. I couldn't express a thing as my mouth was propped open, but Dr. Felice noticed a flicker in my eyes that he knew immediately was pain...And helped me...Our faces truly do speak, don't they?

Tomorrow, Donna and Alicia are coming over to celebrate Donna's birthday with Grace and me. We will have homemade pizza and cake together. In the evening, Dad, Andrew and I are going to Calvert's - the black missionary/teacher who lives behind us - to meet some of his friends. Then Sunday, after church, I will go to coffee for a couple of hours with one of my Bible study girls....A busy weekend!