Those of you who regularly follow my blog will note that there was no post this morning. That’s the first time that happened since 2016 when I had foot surgery that required a hospital stay. This time it was because my body forced me to take a sick day yesterday. I had woken early for a routine doctor appointment (with my foot doc!). I felt more tired than usual but chalked it up to an early start. I made it through the morning fine. But at midday, I felt like someone had dropped a ton of bricks on me. All I could do was sleep. I was running a fever. Some acetaminophen, a good night’s rest and I was feeling drained, but better.

But sometimes health in your seventies feels like whack-a-mole. This morning, I discovered my right hand was red, swollen, and warm to the touch. I’ve had cellulitis before and recognize the signs, which the doc confirmed. He said I did good to get in so quickly. So now it’s two weeks on an antibiotic. Probably got it doing yardwork on Tuesday. The doc wanted to give me a pass on yardwork for the rest of the season!

Ah well… At any rate, the book I would have reviewed today, An Essay on the Development of Christian Doctrine, will appear tomorrow morning.