Last night as I was getting ready for bed, my back went out. It wasn't an unfamiliar experience for me as I've had back problems for years, but I had just started seeing a chiropractor regularly and things were feeling so much better. So, I was not expecting the sudden pain in my lower back and the migraine that soon followed. All I could think was, "Oh no. Not now!" I went to bed feeling pretty lousy, shifting ice packs on and off throughout the night.
This morning I cried in front of my chiropractor because I was so discouraged. It is hard to take two steps forward, and then take one step back. He told me it would be okay and that spasms are normal. That my body was not done healing yet and I needed to be patient. I came home feeling like I had been in a car accident. But I followed his counsel to ice and heat throughout the day. I grabbed my laptop, some ice, the heating pad and some food, and hibernated in my room most of the day. However, throughout the day I began to recognize small miracles and I'd like to share them
Not by coincidence my six year-old was supposed to go straight to a birthday party right after school. A blessing for me because having her gone helped me rest all day. And a friend offered to drive her home.
My two teenage daughter's had a cross country meet I wanted to attend, but knew I shouldn't. However my husband was able to go, and even picked up the popsicles I had promised the team.
During a conversation on the phone with another friend we cried about the bummer days we both had been having. Sometimes you just have to cry. Talking to her made me feel better.
As I lay in bed trying to figure out how to create some signs for a neighborhood service project coming up, the thought came to me to call a real estate friend down the street. She happened to have some old yard signs that were supposed to go to the dump that day. But she hadn't taken them yet. What a lifesaver!
Another sweet friend insisted on bringing over a yummy dinner for our family. She was so quick to offer that I had a difficult time refusing. And daughter number three offered to fix me a plate and brought it to my room.
My Laurel adviser said she could handle the mutual activity tonight with the girls. They made cookies for several new people in our neighborhood. Our family ended up with a plate of those wonderful cookies as well.
My pain is easing up, though not completely gone. But it has improved. Yeah!
And then late tonight I came across a wonderful MormonMessages video called "My New Life," about a woman who is the survivor of a near-fatal plane crash. And everything was put back into perspective. I hope you will watch it.
Doctrine & Covenants 121:7 - 9: "My son (daughter), peace be unto thy soul; thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment; and then if thou endure it well, God shall exalt thee on high; thou shalt triumph over all thy foes. Thy friends do stand by thee, and they shall hail thee again with warm hearts and friendly hands."
Thank you to all my friends and family! All is well.