It's been a challenging week. I fell chasing the puppy after midnight on Friday. My deck steps were slick from the pouring rain. I carefully stepped on the no-skid tread which proceeded to come unglued and slide off the step taking me with it. I bruised and scraped myself and then landed in dog poo all while wearing my pjs. If I had been Adam Sandler, it couldn't have been scripted any funnier. Of course my husband had just left for a business trip to Germany so I was alone at home and still had to go get the puppy out of the yard. All I could think though after I made it back into clean dry clothes was "I'm really grateful I didn't break my arm."
Wednesday, my fainting decided to act up while I was once again home alone with the dogs. I am incredibly grateful to my friends who rallied to support me. One stayed on the phone with me until another arrived to take me to the hospital and then a third came to take me home again. All of this help and love made me feel humble and grateful and well loved. I was so well cared for that the evening in the ER, which was almost as comically Adam Sandler as the fall, didn't upset me. I was given so much grace that it spilled out of me for all the staff who were so overwhelmed on the busiest night they'd had all year.
So when I realized I had locked my keys in my car at the vet the next day, I just sat down and chuckled. The vet assistant asked me what was funny. I said this isn't the worst thing that has happened to me this week, I can figure this out. Roadside assistance rescued me and I was on my way again thinking I am so grateful for the help this week. I hope I can be help for others having challenging weeks too when it is my turn. Such love and kindness makes the world so much more fun to live in.