Just this past Saturday, as an appendix to his statement on why he left Twitter, he graciously directed women to my little blog. I appreciated his promotion, and looked forward to writing the article I had planned for that following Monday.

A funny thing happened that Sunday. My supposed cold started acting more like a serious illness. I couldn’t eat saltine crackers without nausea. I’m not a doctor and I don’t even play one on TV, but I don’t believe colds generally behave like that. So, as much as I hate the local hospital (our fire department EMTs aren’t allowed to transport patients to Massachusetts General Hospital), I asked John to call 9-1-1.

Two  girlfriends from church met me at the Emergency Room since John had no way to get there. Strange as it sounds, we were hoping for a diagnosis of pneumonia so that I could be sent home with antibiotics.

Um, no. The x-rays showed that I have RSV. They admitted me immediately, and kept me until Tuesday afternoon. No chance of blogging those days!

Yesterday I couldn’t even consider putting my headstick on, so I set Youtube to auto play and watched several videos on the Ligonier channel. They reminded me what a tremendous teacher R.C.   Sproul was. And even more, what an amazing God we worship.

I won’t post a Saturday Sampler this week. Typing this notice is wearing me out, so I’ll probably do a Flashback Friday tomorrow. Yeah, kinda embarrassing after Justin Peters promoted my blog. But sometimes an Outspoken TULIP needs to be humbled, apparently. Hope to write to you next week.

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