Tag: thankfulness

I wanted this to happen when I was a kid- much younger than I am now.

I thought I would get some attention, some sympathy and maybe a pass on some chores.

It never happened. That is, not until last Saturday.

I broke my arm in spectacular fashion.

Xena, the wonder dog, and I were walking along the greenway. It was a beautiful day. A bit windy but, full of sun.

Under a bridge, there is a concrete pad that disappears into the creek. Sometimes Xena likes to get a drink so I got her to the water. She was not thirsty.

As I took my next step, my legs were suddenly airborne and in front of me. I instinctively put my arms out behind me and landed on my rear end. And my left arm.

I sat there for a few minutes and assessed myself. I dropped the leash but Xena didn’t wander. I also didn’t throw up from the pain. Thankful.

I called my friend who was on the same greenway. She immediately prayed and walked quickly to her car.

I’m still on the ground. Thankfully, not in the water. But it’s mossy and muddy. I was a bit timid to try to stand by myself. Finally, someone was coming closer.

I called out and asked if she could help me. She said sorry and pointed to her cell phone near her ear. Mmmm. I’m going to choose to believe she was intimidated by my German Shepherd mix who was off leash and standing alert by my side.

I got myself turned over and on my feet with a lot of prayer.

I slowly walked to the nearby school where Jill was going to pick me up. Tim was working 30 miles away but I managed to call him too. Jill and I headed for my house to grab my purse, leave Xena, update mom and then to her place to drop her dogs.

She continued to pray for favor. We were in the ER for just over an hour. It was amazing. I got in to see the doctor at SportsMed on Monday. Thankful!

I didn’t get the hard cast that I had wanted when I was a kid. No, I was told surgery was needed because the radius was broken in two places. I was in shock!

But, while I was waiting for them to replace the ER cast, I was able to wash my arm. That felt really good. It still had mud on it.

I am very grateful to usually have two good working arms and it is amazing how quickly you adapt when necessary. I never cracked an egg with one hand before. But now I have. It only took two days for my eggs not to have shells.

I have not yet mastered the art of putting my hair in a ponytail. It’s just going to stay down.

Asking for help is not a strong skill of mine but, I’m learning. Mom cuts up food like I am a child again. But, I am grateful to have bite sized chicken and apples.

I guess I am getting attention, sympathy and a pass on chores that require two hands. I definitely try to make it happen though. Lots of laughter ensues.

Friends are driving me to surgery and bringing us food. Tim has been cooking. Mom has been cleaning.

Thankful for the body of Christ to be His hands (and mine!)