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I Fall At Methodist hospital, I was told folks with left side weakness will fall, so be careful. They were right. I have fallen quite a few times. What is remarkable is I have not been hurt, including a fall from a full standing position on to concrete, landing squarely on my hip. I should have been hurt, at least bruised badly; yet, no effect from the fall, not even a bruise or scrape. My hip did hurt for about 10 minutes and I was concerned I may have broke something; but after 10 minutes or so the discomfort was gone. I know what you’re thinking, kids fall all the time and never get seriously hurt, but kids are closer to the ground than I am. My last fall was on to carpet but I broke my fall with my left hand. For a moment, I suspected I had at least sprained my wrist, if not worse; but after about 10 minutes there was no pain in my wrist. Ok, here I go again. My explanation is not based in the luck or good fortune hypothesis. A 51-year-old man does not fall from a standing position on to concrete, land on his hip and not even have a bruise. Also when 50% of the patients with a GBM die in the first six months, I continue to live into my 11th month. Each month I live I receive new lessons where I gain insight into being paralyzed and living day to day with the cloud of a deadly brain tumor. Remember, I know these 3 things to be true from personal experience:
I believe my good fortunate or luck where I have not been hurt by a fall is not luck at all; rather Jesus is breaking my fall and taking care of me. The weekend before being diagnosed, Audrey, Katherine, and I took our camper to Denton, Texas, to look at the University of North Texas for Katherine. On the way, I remarked to Audrey I felt very weird as if someone was sitting right beside me. It was so unnerving; I remarked to Audrey I didn’t know if I was going to be able to continue driving. There was no pain, no paralysis, no dizziness, just a freaky feeling someone was beside me. After a few minutes the feeling disappeared, gone as quickly as it had come. I have never felt the feeling since. Since then I've decided the incident was an early indication of the tumor. Now, looking back, I see the explanation of the episode as where Jesus was beside me keeping me from a seizure or from passing out while driving. When we met with the neuro-surgeon (NS) a few days later, he said from looking at the MRI I was right on the edge of a seizure and he was surprised I had not a seizure and passed out by now. Each new day, when I wake up, I thank
Jesus for the new day and I ask Him to help me glorify Him and the
Father and to use me anyway
He sees fit to help those that are suffering. |