Last week I was playing basketball with the kids in the pool and really whacked my head. Hard. It hurt, and I almost blacked out. A valiant effort to not curse, and some time lying down with an ice pack and I was soon back up and at it. It was the day of my daughter’s wedding open house in our home, and I surely couldn’t take the afternoon off. There was a small goose egg on my head, and it hurt, but I wasn’t too worried a...
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