...and when I run I feel his pleasure.
-Eric Liddell, Chariots of Fire.
Musings of a family that sometimes run together
Dec 17, 2008
A day with no running
Emily's tonsils decided to enlarge to the point where they now have their own zip-code. She's spending the night at an expensive hotel in Medford. She's making plans to be separated from those swollen pus producing pieces of lymph tissue, most likely sending them on a permanent spring break.
(that lump to the left of midline is her uvula)
No wonder she didn't go very fast on our 6 mile run yesterday.
Thanks Dad for those lovely pictures. I think the only reason I said you could put those up was because I was so hyped up on drugs. When are you going to spring me from this hospital??
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She's in our prayers.
Thanks Dad for those lovely pictures. I think the only reason I said you could put those up was because I was so hyped up on drugs. When are you going to spring me from this hospital??
update: She can home yesterday, and her voice is almost normal today. She ran 8 miles today.
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