PORCH PONDERINGS

Ducks in a row

It's the last week of the OctoPrep Challenge and things are heating up for the writers. So far, 15 have finished the challenge. A number have missed their deadline of 72 hours, but can still compete as runner-ups.

I remember when I did the challenge and the push to get all 'my ducks in a row' so to speak this last week. If I remember right, we were going on a trip that coincided with the last day of the challenge. So the pressure was on to get the assignments posted, and everything finished by the deadline.

Life here in Roundup is rolling along. There is planning for a Christmas Stroll. Somehow I got elected to be the organizer for the venues. Mercy. That wouldn't be so bad if only the person in charge of the entire event would communicate with me. So I try not to overthink the entire scenario. I do what I think is prudent, take money, assign people to spaces. Then let the chips fall where they may. Sink or swim, organizer.

A dear friend of mine fell the other night. Now when you fall, and you are older, the problem is not the falling, the problem is 'why did you fall?'. She ended up breaking her leg. So pain meds were administered in the hospital. Her leg is in a splint, waiting for swelling to subside before casting. Standard procedure. But yesterday she stopped breathing for a spell. So they administered Narcan. (Narcan is for opiod overdoses.) Now she may be transferred to a hospital in Billings to figure out why she had such a strong reaction to pain medication.

So I had to tell a few other friends of the incident. Then I get pushback about who to tell for church. Well, for church, I am no longer the email communicator. That has been given to another church member since I stepped down from that task. He is not proactive with this little task. He won't email if you ask him to. He won't answer emails. Whatever.

Like I said, getting my ducks in a row.