Pain in my arm became a pain in you know where

When I think I’ve turned a page to a new chapter in my life, I realize there’s nothing new in life. I’m referring to pain. I can’t remember when I didn’t have some pain.

One night last week, my right wrist was in a lot of pain. I got out of bed, took some Tylenol and tried to go back to sleep. In the morning, the pain was worse.

I informed The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, wife Martha, about the pain in my hand. She took great interest and wanted to do whatever to help me get rid of it.