After reading yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, an online friend asked how my daughter B could even help me in my apartment.
This friend is also a real-life friend, who was aware that about 9 weeks ago, B was injured in an accident and suffered, greatly. Her left arm was broken, as was her right shoulder. Not to mention bruising and missing skin, from road burn.
At first she could not use either arm. Not to feed herself, or in fact do anything for herself.
A few weeks ago, the cast came off her left arm. This is the arm she has been mainly using to drive. Her broken right shoulder was never put in a cast, because they only use a cast on a shoulder, if there has been surgery. And, B never had surgery.
Yes, she has trouble lifting her right arm. And, tries to not use it, much. But, she does use it, when absolutely necessary.
B is not the kind of person to put things off.
As a child, she was hyper-active. No, she didn't take medications, for as her parents, we wouldn't allow it.
But, her attitude of doing things... NOW, never left her. Even to this very day, if there is something to be done, she'll force herself to do it. Even if she suffers, later.
So, when I asked if she could help me restore my living area the other day, she began tackling it, right away... with no delay.
I had envisioned her assisting me by moving my artificial tree, and chair into place that day. And, returning another time to move the desk, etc. Or even having to get someone else to help with that.
Truthfully, I wasn't sure if B would be able to handle it. However, I knew from my past experience, that all my furniture smoothly glides along the ceramic tile that is throughout my whole apartment, except for my bedroom, where there is carpeting.
When I first moved into the apartment, I wasn't sure I'd be happy having ceramic tile floors. Especially since they are hard on people with back, neck and knee problems like I've experienced. But, to my surprise, I didn't have any extra pain generated from having hard surfaced flooring.
And, the best surprise of all, was that even I could move my furniture around (before my surgery, of course). By myself! This was something almost unheard of. At least for me!
The other day, when B first said she was coming over, I prayed about her helping me. When I asked B to help, I thought I would help her. And, to move the small desk, I did. It wasn't difficult for us, but it did take both of us, to direct it into place.
I felt badly about her moving my fax and copier. Truly, I fully expected that she would tell me she couldn't help with that. Instead, she told me it was okay and immediately lifted them into place. I thought I'd have to help there, too. But, I didn't. One thing I am grateful for is the fact that the newer equipment is much lighter than in days past.
The unfortunate thing is that the next day, she wasn't feeling well. Once again, I prayed for her. And, I prayed it wasn't due to doing too much to help me. In reality, I knew it was. She had overdone things, too.
But, then yesterday, she seemed fine, once again. For this, I praise God!
This reminded me of James 5:15, "And the prayer of faith shall save the sick, and the Lord shall raise him up; and if he have committed sins, they shall be forgiven him."
How wonderful God is to us! I thank my Lord, for providing, always. For B, for me... and for all who belong to Him.
To all who have prayed for B, I thank you. While she has some use of her right arm and hand now, the pain and lack of mobility is still an issue. So, I thank you for continued prayer for her. May God bless you.
Until next time...
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