My parent’s long-time friend and neighbour, Nancy, has a herniated disk and is getting surgery for it. In fact, I believe she’s had the surgery, but she’s still in Vancouver. The Friday before she was due to fly out (from Whitehorse to Vancouver for the surgery), she called my Mum to ask for some help. Help getting things put away and organized for when she wasn’t going to be home. She also needed to be driven into town to get her hair cut—something fashionable to go with those hospital gowns! Anyway, Mum stopped what she was doing (gardening, I presume) and went to help Nancy. She ended up spending the entire afternoon.
The next day, Mum was cursing herself for not having harvested the broccoli on time. Apparently, some of it was going to seed. We told her: Don’t worry so much Mum. You can’t laugh with a head of broccoli. Nancy is far more important.