Rise up and walk!
Tonight is a Wednesday,and Wednesdays [along with Fridays] are PIZZA night at Lake Grappa [Marica &Gerrit our next door neighbours].
I asked Little if he felt up to a trip out this evening...rather hoping he might say yes..as he needs a change of scenery and the confidence to try out his newly acquired crutch skills..[his injury is as much to do with recovering from the awful pain that he experienced and not worrying that the slightest knock will bring back that dreadful hurt.]
To my delight he said he would love to go to the club house...Brave boy!!!!
All fine, he even hobbled up to the do it yourself pizza assembly table and instructed Bossy and I on the construction of his pizza.
Just sitting down to eat when a very distinguished grey haired gentleman approached,asking Little in Afrikaans what was the matter with his leg. Little understood him, but answered in English,explaining that he had dislocated his knee in a rugby match on Saturday. This gentleman looked at the Edwin's and I and asked if he might pray for Little.
Being the good Northern Capetonians we are..we said "Of Course"..imagining that Little might get a mention at the side of the gentleman's bed that night....OH NO.....THIS IS THE NORTHERN CAPE!!!!
The man bent down next to Edwin, grabbed his hand and with his other hand hovering above Little's knee..proceeded to call on the Almighty..entreating him to provide an IMMEDIATE resolution to Little's problems...."This injury WILL get well" he shouted [ most people around us were absolutely fascinated]. I was making a rapid calculation of exactly how far Little's crutches were about to be hurled and how rapidly I could retrieve them in the dark ![ cynic that I am!]
After appx 7 minutes of incantations..we arrived at "Amen" and my sweet Little who had kept his eyes perfectly squeezed shut throughout the proceedings ,managed to keep a perfectly straight face and thanked the gentleman most sincerely.
Then everyone simply carried on as though nothing remotely out of the ordinary had just occurred.
I have raced home and HAD to get it straight on the blog....I`m quite unsettled about it and am not entirely sure why,the Edwin's seem to be utterly non plused...
I feel like I have two options
A] I should be livid that someone took advantage of my injured baby!!!! and equally furious with myself for letting it happen.
B] Roll over and expect a miracle in the night.
As I have mentioned,I am a cynic..so I`m trying to quell my rage.
So sorry....had to share that with you all.
This is the most ludicrously bizarre picture I could find in my personal photo cache,to match this story!
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