When God sits you down you have to listen and relax.
As I sit here with an injured ankle I am forced to reflect once again.
This year has been filled with many sit downs...
In February my Sonata caught on fire at the mechanic shop in Orlando.
I took it in for a checkup because I wasn’t getting enough power in my acceleration.
Luckily I was staying with family.
My car was supposed to be fixed within 3 days.
That 3 days turned into 12 because of a delay in transportation.
When I finally made it home in Miami I ordered a 2022 Toyota Tacoma.
I hoped it would come fast like “andale” but had to wait 11 days which turned into more than 18 days.
Every moment became an extended stay, an extended wait.
I questioned God realizing it’s all fate and no mistakes.
After putting my mom in an ALF I gained my time back.
Then while playing the game I love the most I got injured, more set backs.
When I cut to the basket I stepped on someone’s foot.
I heard a pop and I instantly dropped.
Bent ankle had the whole court shook.
One of my friends drove me to the hospital right away and I was seen quickly.
The doctor said it was dislocated, I tore all ligaments and fractured my talus.
He said I’m lucky because based on my x rays it could have been way worse.
Just got my life together now it’s back to no balance.
God is sitting me down again, once again with no malice.
Every time I gain momentum or start to feel good, life happens.
God speaks… I’ve been in line to success constantly, getting hit with more tests.
This is a sit down, not a stick up, looking you in the eyes, no bluffs.
Every part of my life is tough...
But it’s ok I keep on grinding.
Pumping my numbers up, I’m still pushing, it’ll be perfect timing.
I’m in so much pain, if I didn’t say it I would be lying.
Back to back days of crying but inside it’s still a lion.
I just want to reach my potential, all these low blows keep toying with my mental.
I’m being honest with you and keeping it all the way official.
Patiently waiting to start again, listening out for that whistle.
Patiently waiting for the green light, less than a week later and I’m back in the ER.
Speeding with one leg in the truck, my mom I have to see.
Not this again, asking God why me.
I told myself I wouldn’t question anymore but all this feels like make believe.
Young woman 62 as healthy as can be.
Praying that this too shall pass, just more setbacks it is.
Growing older by the minute but still feeling like the kid…
Luckily this young lady was discharged from the hospital after staying for only one night. Thankfully, all of her tests came back normal. She was admitted because she seemed weak and appeared as if she was going to faint at the Assisted Living Facility. Her heart rate was low so out of precaution she was taken to the emergency room.
As soon as I was notified that she as at the hospital I got in the car and went to see her/speak on her behalf. The doctors did a wide range of tests and each one came back with normal levels. After the physical therapists put her through a series of movements, she was eventually able to go home. It's ironic how both of us were in the same emergency room less than a week apart for different ailments. But by the grace of God life moves forward and will continue to improve in the right direction.