Still off caffeine here, so this mornings tea is brought to you by STASH Mayer Lemon. I was quite sure it was Saturday when I woke up but the calendar says no. It’s Friday.
Yesterday was not a good day. Bruising your brain is not fun. Concussions are not fun. Like I said it wasn’t a good day. The nausea was back in full force and the pain was awful. I had run out of ice packs and ice so my kind neighbor Mr. Eddie popped up at the door with an entire bag of ice!
I’ve had concussions before. Never this bad. I ride horses, I played college volleyball, I jumped out of a giant live oak to prove I could fly ( I did not in fact fly), I have by now broken every finger many times, my tail bone 3 times, once in a cemetery on a headstone. I had 2 torn ACLs, and of course we have all had at least one pinky toe incident, but this thing is bringing me to my knees.
Yesterday one of my favorite authors sent me a private message telling me about her concussion and filling in any information I did not have. It was really kind of her to do and I told her that. She said, call me anytime if you have questions!
And Tommy, the kindest of them all, has done dishes, brought my meds, calls every few hours to check on me and picks up dinner. The only things in my fridge right now is iced tea, almond milk and spinach. I’m hoping he will be kind enough to go shopping tonight.
Kindness touches me. All the way to my core. For some reason I never expect it. And when it happens I will never forget it. It costs nothing but is worth more than gold.
Thank you all for being kind and funny and thoughtful. I am going back to sleep now!