Never take Your Life for granted.

Posted by on Sep 24, 2015 in blog, Inspiration, message, vulnerability | 0 comments

Never take Your Life for granted.

On Sunday, August 15, 2015 I had a bad fall. The heel of my shoe got caught in the space between the deck boards,and I went flying!



Accident_2I must have lost consciousness for a while because I do not remember much after that, except for my friend taking me back to my temporary summer home in St-Sauveur, Qc and, reassuring me that I was going to be alright. 

When I got up the next morning I could see a big cut on top of my right eye brow that was still bleeding, so I decided to put a band aid on it and went on with my day. But all day I was not feeling great; like I was not myself. I was in a daze and walking around like a zombie. So I decided to just lay down and relax. I did not have any strength and knew I could not get behind the wheel of my car to drive to the drug store and get myself the necessary stuff to clean my wound and all.

So around 3:30pm, I called my younger sister who lives 20 minutes away and see if she was available to pass by. She did! Forty five minutes later she was at my door and looked at my wound and wanted to take me to the hospital but I refused. I am definitely not an hospital person. So she went to the drug store to get what was needed and proceeded in doing the cleansing and disinfecting herself. She even applied a very professional bandage. (the one you see on the picture) No nurse could have done a better job than she did. Thank you sister!

Monday night I went to bed pretty early, still not feeling great. I woke up at 4:00am knowing that something was wrong but I didn’t even have the strength to get up and get my cell phone to call someone. Until 7:00am, when I forced myself to get to the phone and call an ambulance. The ambulance arrived at 8:30am.

Why am I telling you this story?

Because it took me about two weeks to realize that I could have died. Yes, die. Just like in the movies. Someone falls, hits their head, and never get up. The impact of the fall was much bigger than I thought. I kept on focusing on my head because it was the obvious but only 3 days after the fall, after I had left the hospital, did  I feel this pain on the right side of my body. I did have a wound on my right knee that I could see, but I also had pain from the whole right side of my body especially the right side of my lower leg. Which is still quite painful to the touch. My left thumb is still swollen and painful. ( I must have tried to reduced the impact somehow.)

Anyway, going back to this I could have died stuff, I believe that this accident happened for a reason. It takes a lot to slow me down or stop me from doing what I intend to do. Okay I was not in a big car accident, or anything major like that, but the intimate realization of:  one day you are here and the next day you’re not, was much closer then ever.

I am NOT immortal in this body. I am Blessed. I am Grateful. And I am Human!

Questions: Which pain do I need to look at first?  Which wounds do I need to heal? The ones I see or the ones I don’t see?