Accident Prone Josh
I'm surprised at the random chaos that has been occuring in my comment box recently. As of yesterday I never knew there was such a term as emo and I had never in my whole life invisioned catching a man through garlic bread being first stuck in my "big bush of hair". Now that I think about it I'm sure my hair must be emo. It definitely tends toward the emotional (or expressive if you're into diplomatic sounding descriptions).
My day began with...well, waking up in a sweat and moaning about the heat, but I'm sure y'all are sick of my griping by now....actually it began with the eavesdropping of a very interesting phone conversation.
My Dad picked up the phone, "Robin D****." A pause and then a light of recognision in his eyes, "How's my man?" He asked. Ok, I figured, it must be Josh.
Another pause and then a slightly incredilous look passed over my Dad's face, "You sprained your ankle? How did you manage that?"
Apparently Josh managed it in the way all sprained ankles come to be--he slipped over. Now not in Thailand, he hasn't got there just yet. He was first to stay a day or two with Trevor, our pastor, for a quick time of preparation and briefing.
As the story goes, Josh apparently woke up early this morning and, having nothing better to do at six o'clock when all is quiet and one's hosts are asleep, went out for a walk. Nothing out of the ordinary happened until the return journey when he went to walk down a muddy hill. It was then, in the placing of one foot in front of the other, that the inevitable happened. Swoosh! Bang! Flat on his bum. A sprained ankle was born.
He went to the doctor and found out he had torn a ligament. We were a bit worried that maybe it would be broken and he'd have to back out of the trip, but it turns out that if he promises to use his crutches he can go. It just means that he's going to be hobbling around Thailand for a week. The imagery such a scenario creates is simply devilish. Just imagine lanky Josh swinging around on a pair of crutches, herding together cheeky toddlers with a tap on their well padded bottoms. I can't wait until he gets back home with photos.
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