Last night at about 2:00 am, I heard Patty’s chickens squawking, so I went out to chase off whatever was harassing them, and I fell going down the steps from our back deck and landed on my tailbone. It was just awkwardness on my part; the steps weren’t wet or icy; I just stepped wrong and lost my balance. This morning when I got up to go to 7:00 am prayer at JBC for our services, I was in extreme pain and couldn’t walk or stand, so I went back to bed. I called the church and told them I couldn’t teach my two leadership classes or my Prophecy Classes. Patty got up and got me five ibuprofen pills, helped me to the bathroom, and now I am on my way to full recovery. I think I bruised my tailbone pretty good, but I don’t think there is any serious damage done. I am getting waited on and pampered, and Roscoe is lying on the bed with me, commiserating with me as he licks my face.

It just goes to show you the unpredictableness of life, going out to rescue chickens and end up stuck in bed. That wasn’t my plan, but now I have a new plan. Get well rested up, do a bunch of extra memorizing of Bible verses, write a couple of different blogs on my Ipad to get ahead on that, and get my Wednesday night service sermon done. I am taking it by faith that I will be up to teaching on Wednesday night. My main concern is that I am scheduled to go steelhead fishing on Friday on the Siletz river, and I for sure don’t want to miss that.

The main thing that I try to remember now and practice is to don’t do the “shoulda, if only, why me, poor me, ” self-talk. Instead, “thank You Lord that I still get to do something that matters, even if it is from the bed, thank You for the needed rest, thank You for my caring family and dog, and thank You for my many friends who are praying for me.”

Wow, this so much fun I think I will do it again tomorrow😀!