Good Medicine

Last Wednesday, I had to go to the dentist. After 27 shots of novacaine, a new gold crown and a new temp crown for a new broken tooth, I went to Target to meet my friend Janae. She watched Emme while I went to the torture chamber (aka the dentist).

We found ourselves in the card section reading cards. And, before you say something like, "Sounds like you two need more to do." You should know that on Tuesday (the day before), Janae started on a high dose of steroids and a low dose of a chemotherapy pill for some weird syndrome she has called Churg Strauss. Just go read about it. It'll depress you enough to find a friend and run to the nearest card store so you can laugh too.

And, my excuse, when the whole left side of your face is dumb and your tongue feels like a giant sausage, you don't really feel like being productive.

So, we planted ourselves in the card section and laughed until we cried, really. Some older lady and her husband kept starring at us. Finally, she came over and read a card or two with us. Laughing is contagious and good medicine, did you know that?

Proverbs 17:22

A cheerful heart is good medicine,
but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

We laughed the hardest at the following card:

.... and we are STILL laughing about it!!

A great friend and laughing really hard..... it doesn't get much better than that!!