After waking up from the darkness, the first thing I remember is thinking “Thank you, Lord”.
Two weeks ago, I was walking my dog right after a small snowfall. I didn’t get far, maybe one-half mile, when I slipped slamming my head on someone’s sidewalk. I was disoriented, slurring my speech, off-balance……
Every day since, I just say three words to myself “Thank you, Lord”.
Why? Because I slammed my head so hard the last thing I remember thinking was “my brain”.
I do have a concussion. I do have to go to physical therapy twice a week. I am unable to work. I hardly get things done. My thought process is slow. I wear tape on my glasses, yes – like a nerd, to hopefully correct my right eye from turning in. I’m nauseous 24/7. But…..
I’m still alive. I can still walk. I can still see. And, I am, oh, so able to be thankful to the Lord each and every day!
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I do hope that you have recovered from your fall and your concussion. I came here by way of “But We Don’t Chew Glass”. I saw your comment and thought I would pop on over for a visit. Gratitude is so important in every situation we may find ourselves in. I live with MS and, if it wasn’t for my positive outlook and twisted sense of humour, I am not sure how I would get through the challenging days. Most days are great and, no matter what the situation may be, I am always so very thankful that I am still able function to the best of my ability. I look forward to getting to know you and to following your blog. 🙂
Linda @ talesfromthecabbagepatch
Thank you so much for your note. I have not posted in a long time. Right after my last post my Dad became very ill. He passed away after almost three months of suffering. I will keep you in my prayers. I have a few friends that also have MS and are doing wonderfully – they have their days, of course. One became an over 50 competitive body builder. She’s amazing. The other a retired school teacher. I’m going to pop in to your blog as well!!! Thanks again! In peace and light! Donna
Oh, Donna, I am truly sorry to hear about your dad. Grief is such a personal journey and hits us when we least expect it. I hope you found some comfort in the memories that you had of him. Thank you for stopping by the Cabbage Patch. 🙂