Waking up this morning before 7:30 am without an alarm to do so felt really good. No more nightmares dealing with needles and blood or waking up feeling sick to my stomach thinking about work and certain colleagues. Today after more than 6 months of taking care of myself and being able to heal physically and emotionally was my check up day. This morning was still a bit hazy, but it was nice and breezy for a walk. After a nearly 30 minute walk and cool down I made my way to the appointment. Yes the cool down was still very necessary.
Taking the back way from the house I noticed a deer on the right side of the road and then about a mile north found another young deer on the left side. Neither of them actually went across the road they just simply turned around and went their merry way. Just being in a good mood today they looked so cute.
As I was parking a familiar face walked out of a van into the Clinic. Then a second one came in as I was checking in. The husband of the woman coming out of the van are longtime friends and fellow farmers of ours. As soon as I saw him his first name came to me then trying to remember later on it vanished on me and the same thing with her name. This couple has faced such circumstances and come through its really amazing and humbling.
Once I got settled in to wait to be called back he came back over to me and Mom to catch up. My thoughts kept going back to his accident. Then like he could hear my thoughts he said yeah it’s been 13 years since my accident. To look at him and see the man before me with the man my parents and I visited nearly 13 years ago, up at Indianapolis in the Rehabilitation Hospital, that man has overcome the odds.
The accident shook my family, my dad, uncles and my brother. He could have been any one of our guys… it hit all the farm families around the area.
What’s that quote be grateful for what you have because it could always be worse off. It took me around 7 months to take control of the ulcer and the emotional ramifications of a bad situation. He has to deal with sitting in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Yet God did save him for a reason.
The three of us talked for about 10 maybe 15 minutes until the nurse called my name. It was so good of him to come find us and to converse a bit longer. We almost hated to leave at that moment there was still much to be said. Especially once we had to wait in the office for another good while. We could have totally finished talking about our last subject in the course of that time.
Yet I needed to find some things out and see what my nurse practitioner thought. For once I didn’t have white coat syndrome I had a fairly decent blood pressure reading.
Jewells of Thought 
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