The waiting game began. Waiting for the doctor to see me; to be taken to x-ray; to be taken to CT scan; to see the doctor again; to eat or drink, etc.
In the midst of all of this, my family started to arrive. MJ, my little “sisto”, and her husband, Joey, were already in town, so they got there first. Mom and my sister, Vickie, arrived soon. Then my brother and sister-in-law, Rusty and Frankie. Others from Brentwood were in the lobby waiting for word on my condition.
After all of the testing, I was diagnosed with a cracked rib, a bruised right lung, and three cracked vertebrae in my neck. The pain was more intense than anything I had ever dealt with before. Just moving to feed myself was too much.
I finally got to my room at about 9:30. As I was wheeled in and transferred to the bed, I saw faces of people that had stayed to make sure I was okay. In addition to my family, the Bassie family, my friends, Erin Suder, Justin Snyder and a new face, Val LaScola, were there. These wonderful people stood around my bed as Mark Bassie prayed. I was overwhelmed with God’s goodness to me through them.
The day was over and my body had been beaten. I was beyond exhausted. Morphine brought about needed sleep. The day started off like any other day but ended in a way I never wanted.
Each day has events and moments to be experienced and things that happen to teach us and help us grow. It’s our choice to either allow ourselves to learn or to let the opportunity pass us by.
I’m learning to ask…”How am I going to let it shape me?” “Is there something I need to realize?”
How are you going to let today shape you? Is there something you need to realize?
In the midst of all of this, my family started to arrive. MJ, my little “sisto”, and her husband, Joey, were already in town, so they got there first. Mom and my sister, Vickie, arrived soon. Then my brother and sister-in-law, Rusty and Frankie. Others from Brentwood were in the lobby waiting for word on my condition.
After all of the testing, I was diagnosed with a cracked rib, a bruised right lung, and three cracked vertebrae in my neck. The pain was more intense than anything I had ever dealt with before. Just moving to feed myself was too much.
I finally got to my room at about 9:30. As I was wheeled in and transferred to the bed, I saw faces of people that had stayed to make sure I was okay. In addition to my family, the Bassie family, my friends, Erin Suder, Justin Snyder and a new face, Val LaScola, were there. These wonderful people stood around my bed as Mark Bassie prayed. I was overwhelmed with God’s goodness to me through them.
The day was over and my body had been beaten. I was beyond exhausted. Morphine brought about needed sleep. The day started off like any other day but ended in a way I never wanted.
Each day has events and moments to be experienced and things that happen to teach us and help us grow. It’s our choice to either allow ourselves to learn or to let the opportunity pass us by.
I’m learning to ask…”How am I going to let it shape me?” “Is there something I need to realize?”
How are you going to let today shape you? Is there something you need to realize?
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