A Bump in the Road...I Mean, in the Head

I sat here to write one thing, but I keep stumbling and searching for words and the thought I wanted to pull through the haze and plant in the fertile soil of this post is elusive tonight.

My head is still hurting... it is a dull, throb at the top of my skull. I wonder if it will ever go away? I have taken my fair share of Tylenol as prescribed by the doctor and I realize it is only three days since I konked my noggin, but the pain is still with me. It makes me a little wary that perhaps like the small spot on my wrist where an IV once was injected and pulses and aches whenever the rain is hitting our roof, I will forever feel this throbbing in my head.

I am no stranger to a bit of pain. I once knew a King of Pain... but that is another story. I can weather the bumps and bruises life throws at me, I just don't like it to stick around very long. I am trying to be brave, to weather this bump. I am trying to not moan and complain, although this post is certainly starting to feel like a complaining one.

My daughter has prayed over my head, she has enough faith for both of us that the bump will go down and the pain will retreat. I am betting her faith will serve us both well. My minor aliment is nothing when I compare it with others who are suffering. I have learned in the past week of two who are dealing with more major issues than a noggin with a dent. I am trying to put my head ache to good use and with every pulsing pain that shoots through me, I am saying a prayer for two people in my life that are facing even bigger battles.

Maybe that is why trials and bumps in the road happen to us; to remind us that to us it might be a big bump, but in relation to others and their traveling roads, it is small scale. We should always be thankful for our own road, our own bumps and our own lessons and be mindful to pray for those that travel with us.

Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev