Jewells of Thought

Wow it has been well over a week since the accident, but tomorrow will be two weeks. Tomorrow is also my appointment to get checked out again. I do believe Thursday, though was a turning point in my recovery.

Friday I had big plans to can tomato juice and salsa. Somehow I ended up doing another round of cucumbers instead. The girl with the moniker ‘the naked tomater’ wanted to do tomatoes, but timing didn’t work out.

The biggest development for me was yesterday. I had been promising myself to go to Church. I wanted to go I needed to go. I woke up without a headache, but something else manifested itself. I was nervous about driving alone.

When the ER doctor and the nurse asked me if I had passed out a new thought emerged. What if that had happened, I was all alone. Since this happened I haven’t been alone in a car while driving until yesterday. I nearly changed my mind or decided on a Church closer to home briefly.

Finally I got in my car and somehow between home and getting to the edge of Linton my stomach didn’t feel good my nervousness invaded my insides. Then when I safely parked I felt all my anxiety in my limbs as I walked inside and looked for some people. I had decided not to sing in choir that was simply too much to ask for this morning. I do believe I made the right call, because everything seemed loud to me and bright. I kept closing my eyes so I could just listen.

I was so happy to have RaeAnn sit next to me since Charlene was gone. Especially this morning I just really felt beside myself; nervous and anxious. It was good being in Church after it felt like a month of not driving, but wow I was fried afterwards. I didn’t feel like going to Grandma’s like normal for the afternoon visit. Rest did help though and I did feel better. I just didn’t expect that apprehension like I did. It also felt good to have a good friend offer to make sure I got home. The thought she would offer that meant a lot, but I also knew it was completely in the opposite direction for her and her husband.

Her husband is an EMT. It’s nice to know people in the congregation are watching out for us. I also happen to know he has offered assistance to my Grandma as well as others throughout the years. It is comforting to have such a loving Christian Community.