For a short time, I've written about my life's happenings here on Life with Lynnie (LwL). At least, until yesterday.
That's when I decided to update you about my health. Well, at least about what's happening concerning the surgery I require.
Today, I decided to tell you a little about how I've been feeling, physically.
Around the time when I had the van troubles, I had another problem. Not with my vehicle, but rather... with my body.
Before I write about my recent physical situation, I feel I need to explain something to you.
I truly cannot recall if I ever wrote about this, here on LwL. For sure, I know I did not write in my book: Love Never Fails You... about what I am going to discuss here, today.
The reason I never discussed this issue, is because I had planned to write another book.
One, where I would describe in detail the physical problems I experienced for many years, after being involved in the bus collision. The one where I was driving a school bus, and was hit by the cab portion of a tractor-trailer or semi, as some people call them.
I do not intend to discuss everything. What I will tell you will definitely relate to my more recent health problems.
You see, due to the bus collision years ago, where I endured whiplash and neck pain, dislocated shoulders, back pain, knee pain, broken toes, and after breaking the windshield with my head, and breaking the steering wheel with my body, I suffered greatly with pain. Even though my injuries were deemed to be non-life-threatening, I did suffer. Big time!
One problem I had, related to my right arm and shoulder. Pain came from my head, down through my neck and shoulder, down my arm and into my hand.
Numbness was one problem for me. I would wake up in the middle of the night and not be able to feel my hand.
Seriously, you could have cut it off, and I wouldn't have felt a thing.
Until the feeling returned. Then, I'd have terrible pain!
One other problem that I faced was the fact that I grew very weak, after the collision.
There were times when I could not lift my arm up, at all. Yes, I could move my fingers, or sometimes bend my elbow, but lift my arm? Not!
Not always, but there were times when I had to literally use my left arm to lift up my right arm.
Well, that same week that I had the van troubles I told you about previously, I found out that once again, I have grown rather weak. Of course, with not being able to bend, lift, stretch, carry or exercise in any way, and being arthritic, I probably should have expected this to happen.
Since my van had to be worked on two (2) days in a row, I stopped on my way home, to get a few groceries. Sigh...
When I saw watermelon, my heart skipped a beat. Desire set in. But, I couldn't lift one.
Ah, but I saw that they had the small ones. The ones that are tiny.
To other people they are not heavy. I felt like it was killing my gut, to lift one into my shopping cart.
Getting it home, wasn't fun either.
After resting up, I decided to cut the watermelon. That's when I had the problem.
Being right-handed, I used a large knife that is common for me to use to do what I planned to do. It was so difficult trying to cut it in half, I almost gave up and threw it out.
But, my desire was greater than my pain at the time. So, I cut it in half. Then, cleaned out half of the tiny watermelon.
Ah, it tasted good!
Later, I regretted what I had done. My right arm, shoulder and part of my neck and back ached with pain, so badly that I could hardly even lay down in bed.
The next morning, the pain was even worse.
Like years earlier, I could move my fingers (thankfully, to type on LwL), even if it was difficult. And, I could bend my elbow, with some pain.
As for lifting up my arm? Forget it. Couldn't do it. In fact, when I wanted to type on my laptop on the tray table in front of me, I had to literally use my left arm, to lift up my right arm, to rest it on my work surface.
How weak I have become. Until then, I knew I was weaker, but didn't truly know to what extent.
I felt sad. And, even wondered if I should stop praying for healing, and just allow God to take me home.
But, as always, a Bible verse popped into my mind. 2 Corinthians 12:9-10, "And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong."
How grateful I am that God provides. How grateful I am for my Great Physician, my Lord Jesus... for when I am weak, He makes me strong.
Even though I do not take pain medication of any kind, unless I absolutely have to, I did take them. For a few days.
Yes, my arm has improved. Now, I can partially lift it.
I thank God for my chiropractor, who was shocked at the readings of stress my body showed on the computer system. I thank God he was able to treat me. It helped. Thank you, my friend. Your treatment helped my body to work better, even if it wasn't made perfect.
How grateful I am for the Holy Spirit. Even though I may recall verses in my mind, I believe it is the Holy Spirit that guides me to them.
I praise God for this. Thank You, Father!
Until next time...
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