I know, I know. I left you in the middle of pōpoki tales. I’m really sorry. But I have a really good reason.
Early Friday morning on February 3rd, Nolemana woke me up, saying he was having chest pains and thought we needed to go to ER. Which we did. To make a long story short, a week later he was in surgery at a hospital in downtown Portland, having a double bypass. In the two days he was home prior to surgery, I gracefully managed to trip over the kitty scratcher on the floor, hitting my upper rib hard on the armrest of a very hard wicker chair and have been in a great deal of pain. (more…)