A miracle has happened. I took a scalding hot shower last night. While this may not seem miraculous to most of you, it is an unexplainable event in our household.
We've had hot water issues in our house for a while. Our showers have been steadily cooling down for the last handful of months. The change has been a fraction of a degree at a time, noticeable only after months, when the temp slipped below that imprecise threshold that qualifies as "hot shower". We've had a few plumbers come out. The lady plumber came up with a pretty complex differential diagnosis that included cracked flow tube in the water heater and sclerotic outflow piping. The guy plumber just wanted to replace our hot water heater to the tune of $2800.
I had just called the lady plumber to come back and do an hour of disassembly and exploration when I burned myself at the sink. Yes, I burned myself with sink water. We had turned up the heater temp to the max just to get tepid water. And now we were finally feeling the heat. And yelping and dropping knives, in my case.
It's a miracle. We don't know why or how it happened. We're not sure how long it will last. We do know that we've dodged a bullet with not having to replace the heater. We'll still have the lady plumber come out. We know that the crossed pipes in our condo building contributed to the problem, and we'd like to get that straightened out. And if our pipes are sclerotic and our miracle is the result of a loosened embolus that cleared the main flow, the pipe disease still remains. But $150 an hour for diagnostics is still better than the new water heater.
Miracles do happen. And I have the burned finger to prove it. Thank you Lord!