I Get Knocked Down, but….

Shortly after my concussion, I was watching a mild-mannered TV show (so I wouldn’t excite my brain too much) and there was an ad for a personal mobility device. I realized the demographics for the show must be for a little older, mild-mannered crowd, but the questions they asked got me thinking. The ad said if I answered ‘yes’ to one of the questions, a personal mobility device might be what I need. I knew I hit my head hard, but felt my thinking was fairly clear; I was able to answer ‘yes’ to more than one question–maybe I did need a personal mobility device. I decided to not stress about it (not good for a concussion) and let that thought fall out of my head.
     Then several days later, I got a letter in the mail with a FREE Personal Mobility Assessment, and once again, I was able to answer ‘yes’ to several questions, this time feeling quite lucid and full of self-pity.


1. Yes, who doesn’t feel left out when they can’t get together with family and friends for the SECOND Christmas in a row?

2. Yes, tendonitis 

7. Yes, while in Kansas City I often had to insist (to my friends that have run half-marathons) that we take an elevator or escalator because my buns hurt with every single step I took.

8. Yes, resulting in sore buns and swiss cheese thinking (Swiss Lorraine=very small holes).

So it became decision time: I could call the number (and get a free slow-cooker recipe book), or I could join a gym. 



We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. Through suffering, our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies. 2 Corinthians 4:8-10 NLT

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