Semi-awake for what seemed like moments, but was actually hours, something told me today was going to be different.
There was no golden light flickering from the stove, so I’d slept far later than usual. Only my body’s natural functions urging me toward the bathroom roused the slightest inclination to move.

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I tried to think… Soon enough I had all the numbers right in my head.
The fall happened 15 days before. For several days any movement sent bolts of pain rocketing through my left arm and torso. With that I re-evaluated my priorities. For the first three days you can believe I took Flexeril morning and evening. After that I needed my brain back.
14 Days ago:
- I wake feeling thankful that God spared me any skeletal damage.
- AND THEN I attempt to move. BIG MISTAKE. I’m certain everything from my lips down broke. Where’d that doctor buy his credentials anyway?
- Despite the alarming scream Cole heard from the main house (barn cats – honest), I assure him he can leave for work – I have his number and am not afraid to use it.
- I thank God I can walk. And I’m thankful for ice packs (and did I mention Flexeril).
- I’m very thankful for all the leftovers I routinely store in the freezer. And disposable dinnerware can be a good thing.
- Note to self: Replenish Cole’s picnic supplies.
12 Days ago:
- Tried to tie my long hair with one arm. There are worse things than loose hair. Everywhere.
- Keying hurts no matter how I position the keyboard. (Note to self: Practicing Speech-to-Text will help build the S-T-T vocabulary.)
11 Days ago:
- Thank God for automatic transmissions! Drove myself to church.
- Note to self: Get over yourself. Allow those who offer to help me. just say thank you
10 Days ago:
- Stitches came out of my face.
- I dare anyone to try applying ointment and butterfly closures twice daily – with one arm blocking the mirror.
- Makeup? Oh, funny girl! BwaHaHaHa!
5 Days ago:
- I daydream about cutting and donating my hair sooner than I’d planned – before the fall.
4 Days ago:
- Almost 50% range of motion on my left arm and shoulder.
- This helps explain why the right arm aches too.
2 Days ago:
- My Doctor and I got to chatting and forget all about my injured left arm. Until she raises it.
- We’re both over it now.
This morning I realized that for 15 days I kept up with my routine single-handedly taking only two extra hours per day AND I’ve expanded my Speech-To-Test lexis.
Thanks God!
Once I fully wake today I shall enjoy a special day off to simply be.
“Do you not know? Have you not heard? Yahweh is the everlasting God, the Creator of the whole earth. He never grows faint or weary; there is no limit to His understanding. He gives strength to the weary and strengthens the powerless.”
Isaiah 40:28, 29 (HCSB*)
*Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)
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Accepting help is so hard, I understand completely! Glad to hear you’re reconsidering the wisdom of refusing, maybe I’ll consider it next time I take a tumble. 😉
Hope you’re doing well sweetie. ❤️
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😶☺💙
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I didn’t know the extent of your injuries. What a time you’ve had! I’m sorry I didn’t pray harder. It sounds like you are making good progress.
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No worries, Anne. I added a touch of drama and humor.
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Your humor comes through, even when things are tough.
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My my. You are having an ordeal and I am worried about mending my Heart. Keep with it. I am sorry that you are having to deal with this alone. My prayers are there for your receipt. I just wish I could do more. John.
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You are very kind, John. I get bored easily, so my hope with this post was to make light of the ordeal. I appreciate your prayers. With such a wonderful God as ours I am never entirely alone (though I understand what you mean – it’s all good). When I allow myself to feel a tad down, usually I feel the faithful prayer of the church supporting me and I am content. Thank you all the same. Roo
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You are welcome.
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Sounds like progress is slow and steady which, in my opinion, is better than trying to rush. I would tend to grow impatient so I am adding you to my prayer list that you receive an abundant supply of patience, healing and peace.
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