We, at the NutHouse, have had a couple weeks filled with some stressful situations.
An ambulance ride, an MRI and EKGs, a domestic well that pumps no water and pump companies that are too busy to come out to confirm that we are indeed at the bottom of the hole.
Laundry baskets are bulging...water is being heated in pots to wash dishes and hands.
Showers are being taken at three different homes, thanks to family members who have opened their showers to us.
Take a peak and a listen to this video.
My favorite hymn ever.
The bagpipes opened the floodgates of tears.
Anything Scottish where Mom is concerned, you know.