That was my blood pressure this afternoon around 12:30pm.
Felt like I was dying. Maybe I am.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
God's lesson in prayer to a 12 year old
So I totally can't sleep. It's 3:27am EST. I even hit up an Ativan and that hasn't kicked in yet.
I guess blogging again and thinking about my "off-balanceness" (see previous blog) has got my mind trying to figure out just how I fell off my rocker.
I remember being in grade 7 at Queen Elizabeth Park School and having a best friend named Kyla K. She had blond hair and freckles. She loved everything rock - from Kurt Cobain to plaid shirts and ripped jeans. She also had a back brace that she wore for her Scoliosis and eventually, she had spinal surgery to correct it. She was beautiful.
Since we had become friends, I learned to appreciate everything about her. She was so different from me. She lived with just her mom. She was good with people/boys. She had fire and spunk. She was a fountain of worldly knowledge and she opened my eyes to different facets of life that I was ignorant to.
She also taught me that having a physical disability could get you out of a lot of things...like gym class. I hated gym. I was always either picked on or never picked. So I started a prayer petition that God would grant me Scoliosis just like Kyla. Yes, I was a foolish child. I prayed and I prayed hoping that the Father of heaven would grant a poor little girl's wish to get out of gym class.
Well, after a year or so, I became a full believer in God and answered prayers. God had granted me Scoliosis! Haha! Again, yes, I was a foolish child. Yes, I did get out of gym class for the rest of my school career but I also had to suffer the aches and pains of a back brace and the hardships of major surgery. Kyla had failed to mention how terribly troublesome and inconvenient the condition was but I guess she never would have thought that someone would be envious of it. Well. I surprised her didn't I.
No. She moved to Hawaii...
Anyway, my point is...be careful what you pray for/wish for because if you get it, you may soon realize that it's not what you wanted afterall. Seriously.
I guess blogging again and thinking about my "off-balanceness" (see previous blog) has got my mind trying to figure out just how I fell off my rocker.
I remember being in grade 7 at Queen Elizabeth Park School and having a best friend named Kyla K. She had blond hair and freckles. She loved everything rock - from Kurt Cobain to plaid shirts and ripped jeans. She also had a back brace that she wore for her Scoliosis and eventually, she had spinal surgery to correct it. She was beautiful.
Since we had become friends, I learned to appreciate everything about her. She was so different from me. She lived with just her mom. She was good with people/boys. She had fire and spunk. She was a fountain of worldly knowledge and she opened my eyes to different facets of life that I was ignorant to.
She also taught me that having a physical disability could get you out of a lot of things...like gym class. I hated gym. I was always either picked on or never picked. So I started a prayer petition that God would grant me Scoliosis just like Kyla. Yes, I was a foolish child. I prayed and I prayed hoping that the Father of heaven would grant a poor little girl's wish to get out of gym class.
Well, after a year or so, I became a full believer in God and answered prayers. God had granted me Scoliosis! Haha! Again, yes, I was a foolish child. Yes, I did get out of gym class for the rest of my school career but I also had to suffer the aches and pains of a back brace and the hardships of major surgery. Kyla had failed to mention how terribly troublesome and inconvenient the condition was but I guess she never would have thought that someone would be envious of it. Well. I surprised her didn't I.
No. She moved to Hawaii...
Anyway, my point is...be careful what you pray for/wish for because if you get it, you may soon realize that it's not what you wanted afterall. Seriously.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Orthotics and Thought-ics
I don't know why I have decided to post another blog after so many months off.
Yesterday while at my cousin's orthotics store to order a pair of corrective shoes for my flat feet, I was told that to actually have your feet flat on the ground is a bad thing. It is better to have an arch. So, me being flat footed has rendered me off-balance and prone to physical suffering and bunions.
Haha, I just realized things about myself that I had known my entire life. Ergh?!
Yesterday while at my cousin's orthotics store to order a pair of corrective shoes for my flat feet, I was told that to actually have your feet flat on the ground is a bad thing. It is better to have an arch. So, me being flat footed has rendered me off-balance and prone to physical suffering and bunions.
Haha, I just realized things about myself that I had known my entire life. Ergh?!
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