Oops, There Goes the Bike!

Monday, November 16, 2015
We awoke to yet another gorgeous day.  Not a lot of humidity, lots of blue sky, light breezes and temperatures in the low 80s.  What I would call a perfect day for being outside and enjoying God's creation.

This morning was the first breakfast of the season at the hall so Ken was up and over there by 7:30 since he takes the orders and collects the money for them.  I chose to just enjoy a leisurely breakfast at home while enjoying my book that I'm reading about Norwegians moving to North Dakota in the late 1800s.  Interesting and a great people/relationships book -- the kind I enjoy.  This one happens to be Christian historical fiction so even better as far as I'm concerned.

After Ken returned, told him I was going to go out on my bike and get a bit of exercise.  I've been enjoying biking around the park a couple of times a day often stopping to chat with people who are out and about themselves.  And I did see several.  Then near the end of the first time around I saw Berte pulling away from a house on her bike so we set off together going slowly and chatting. Unfortunately someone called to her off to her right and when she turned her head she started to veer toward me (I was on her left) and she bumped right into my wheel causing me to go flying to the side.  Before I knew it Lenny and Rick were by my side trying to get me untangled from the bike and up off the pavement.  Immediately a golf cart appeared and Lenny whisked me home.  Rick followed with my bike.  Ken was outside and between them I was quickly into a chair on our patio.  We washed the knee and leg, put on some antibiotic cream  that Berte brought me and ice on my ankle and that is where I basically remained for the day.

Berte felt so bad yet I was more worried about her since she hit with the heel of her hand causing the area at the base of her thumb to swell.  She had jeans on and there was some blood on them too since she hurt her knee though not as badly.  So we ended up checking up on each other through the day.  Ice did take down my swelling and also helped her hand so hopefully neither of us will be any worse for the wear in a couple of days.

Ken pulled out my walking sticks from the back of the car and that became my "crutches" for moving around a bit so that I didn't get too stiff.  By evening I was able to stand by our little inductions plate and tiny micro wave underneath and put together some dinner for us.  Ken had handled lunch for us earlier in the day.

So it was that we simply relaxed in our chairs on the patio and watched people go by, chatted with those who stopped, and read.

Got our mail packet from our mailbox in Crestview and found a gift from Debbie Macomber (an author I enjoy).  She had sent an autographed book of hers and a little Blessed heart shaped rock from Africa.  This apparently was a gift from her because we supported a mission that she is deeply involved in - the creation of a school for girls in Kenya.  I've always been especially partial to Kenya since I had an adult student from there who I got to know quite well.  Regina Hendryckx and I along with another teacher, Jeanne Daigle always get together for lunch when we are in Michigan.  She had had some schooling there provided by Irish nuns.  What a delightful friend!

PS  The bike is fine except for a bent basket.  I'll be back on it again soon.