One More Day!

 Have you ever been cruising along minding your own business, not really with a care in the world (mostly due to meds LOL). Then POW... your knocked on your behind, lying in a hospital feeling like your about to pass to the next life... but then GOD!!

If you have been coming here long, reading my thoughts and feelings... or my musings you have probably heard about these events before. I am going to recount them again because I need to and because I have One More Day to be thankful that God has seen me through time and time again. 

1963 - 4 year old me! I decided I wanted my "candy" (Baby Aspirin-orange flavored). So, I climbed to the top shelf of the pantry and I took down the bottle. I went to my room and ate the whole bottle except for one which I gave to my baby brother! When my mother returned home from work (yes there was a babysitter), I of course was not acting right. My mother asked what I had done... I retrieved the bottle from under my bed and showed her. I was in the hospital a few days, I don't know how I didn't get Reyes Syndrome -- But GOD!

1966 - 6 year old me, in 2nd grade - as my friend and I are walking home from school a very big German Shepard started chasing and trying to attack us. I pushed her up into a tree, the dog just got her behind, she didn't even need stitches. I was bitten on the leg, thankfully something got the dogs attention, and we ran home! I only needed a few stitches -- But GOD!

1969 -- Summer -- 9 years old- One day I had a pain in my bell that would not stop. My mother took me to my pediatrician and they determined I must have hurt myself when I fell off my bike. That evening, I could not get comfortable on the floor watching TV like we always did. My dad was getting upset because I was bothering him by squirming around. When he realized something might be wrong, he took me to a doctor friend who checked me and said, "Get her to the hospital NOW, I will call ahead... My appendix was about to rupture... But GOD!  

For a while nothing really happened. Life went on with daily injuries and occasionally sicknesses. Maybe a few close calls like diving into a pool and hitting the bottom, or a softball (hey they aren't SOFT) hitting a pothole then hitting you in the eye and breaking your glasses. Even in the times of close calls and stubbed toes...but GOD!

1977 - January 7th - I was in a wreck- I had over 600 stitches in my face, a broken hand, and a few more cuts and bruises. I was out for a few days... They thought all was well! On the fourth day I woke in pain. My shoulder was hurting. I had repressed pain from bleeding internally; four and a half pints of blood was pooling in my abdominal cavity. I had exploratory surgery; they thought it was my liver - but GOD! Bye-Bye Spleen hello- One More Day!

Life went on, I broke my had again, and had many other close calls but God saw me through it all....

Skip ahead to 2008 and 2012 major developments in my overall health -- Heart! But God! 

Pulmonary Embolism x2 ... But GOD!

Starvation Ketoacidosis ... BUT GOD! 

Do you know how much I believe that GOD has let me stay here for a purpose!! If it weren't for Him I would not be writing this blog! I would not be here sharing my life with my friends and family. We are all so blessed to have our lives, that we are able to live! Every day is another blessing... really every second is a blessing!!!

Lord thank you for giving me One More Day to love, worship, and thank you for being my reason for living!

Thank you all for reading. God Bless You!