Chuck watched me fly into the bathroom today in a big hurry. I whipped my sweater up around my hips, and my cell phone and case popped into the air, then plunked into the toilet. Chuck found this very funny. I'm fishing the thing out of the bowl with Chuck laughing three feet behind me.
I was pretty unhappy about it for about 30 seconds, then decided, if Chuck can laugh his way through TBI recovery, I can laugh with him about the untimely death of my cell phone.
And besides, a few hours later, I got a replacement.
I need people's cell phone numbers. EVERYONE'S cell phone numbers. Please write me at newdays18@aol.com with your cell phone numbers.
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So happy to hear of Chuck's progress. Please let him know that the whole United Way Campaign Cabinet sends their best wishes and hopes to see him soon. Bill Lowery
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