That Drains Me

 That Drains Me
Because the Everdry Company missed an appontment for Friday to evaluate as to why I was still getting water in my basement. The second time it happened, I thought back and could ot recall hearing my outside pump work for quite awhile. I have a two pump system. The sump pump is in a collection well on the outside of my basement to capture and pump away any water that flows down my driveway. I have a second sump pump in the corner of my basement that collects the water from my French ditching and shuffles it away. The water from the recent heavy rains ran down my driveway and without the outside pump not working, the overflow poured under the grage door and into my basement. The water wasn’t deep, it did wet the floor because of the inside sump pump sucked away the water.
The representative arrived, introduced himself and quickly got down to business. After he first ascertained that the sump pump was actually non-functioning, he lifted the protective cover and removed it form the well. He disassembled the old pump from its mooring and slid the new pump into place.
As we talked, I gave him a Gospel tract. It was the testimony of a friend on mine. I’ve shared his testimony before. His foot became caught int the spikes of a manure spreader. He tell of his rescue and the peace he felt from God. The repairman ssaid that he was a Christian, saying he became saved when on tour in Afghanistan. He said that he did two stints. When I mentioned that I’d been a Navy corpsman during the VietnamWar, he said that he’d been an Army medic. I’d never gone in country in Vietnam, but cared for the men who returned to the States.
Tuesday I drove my friend forr her chemo treatments at Ruby Hospital in Morgantown, West Virginia. It’s always an all day affair. Arriving early for blood work, and visiting her physician, before we went upstairs. My friend made a wooden name plaque for his desk and he loved it. My friend hooked to IVs for the infusion of herchemotherapy. The nurses were astounding. She had Abbey for the second time. She was extremely busy and yet made time to see to all our needs. Alternating bags of fluids and syringes of medications were pushred. The care that the nurses gave was impressive to me as a retired nurse.
I sat most of the time from 630 am until I got home at 530 in the evening. This inactivity drained me too.