I got Andrew's numbers yesterday. He was in the 900's, and anything near 1000 is good. I was thinking that I wish he had been a little higher. I was wishing he did not have to keep taking the meds. Then my perspective changed this morning....again.
My mom called to tell me my brother was in an accident. He has seven staples in his head, a concussion, and I am sure a terrible headache by now. But he is okay. He is usually the one helping others, so it is odd to hear he had an accident. He is so careful and smart. But accidents can happen to anyone.
He just sent a text saying he felt numb and tingly after the accident, and it scared him. I did not know that until later. So he will probably be happy with a bad headache and sore head, knowing his CT scan was clear.
He was in Johnson City when it happened, so he was near a great hospital.
I have not talked to him - only my mom and Laura. He was securing a strap, I think, when a hook came loose. He had all of his weight on what he was doing, so it flung him off the back of the dump truck. I may be giving a terrible description, but it flung him off; and he hit a pole. And he is very fortunate.
But he knows the Lord was with him. He knows the One he teaches about and loves and talks about and professes was right there. He felt him there when he had that fear. I cannot write much more because I have not talked to him.
So we are all thankful. And I found as I breathed a sigh of relief and thankfulness that I felt more thankful about other things too. I noticed more reasons to be thankful. God is so good. He is with us even if we don't get out with just a concussion and headache. He loves us more than we can imagine.
While I am so thankful my brother is going to be fine, I am also so comforted by the One Who is the Great Comforter. No matter what, He is with me. No matter what, He loves me.
Happy Weekend.
UPDATE: My brother and sister-in-law came to my yard sale this morning! He was not supposed to go to work, so they just drove to Boone. They talked to us for a while, and he looked a little tired or like he may be hurting a tiny bit when they left. They were going to grab lunch and head back home. Since Saturdays are pretty busy at the rock store, it was probably good that Cindy brought him here and he was not tempted to go to work. Looking at him, you would not be able to tell that he has seven staples in the back of his head. He has not really had much of a headache and only took pain medicine once yesterday. Cindy said he felt better after he ate lunch.
He did not fall off the back of the truck. He was on the ground behind the truck and had secured one strap over a tall load of mulch. He usually does it one way, he said, but he put all of his weight and leaned back. It worked well for the first one, but the second one did not. The strap's hook (that he could not see) came loose, and that flung him back into a metal pole. He said he wondered why he was crumpled in a ball instead of laid out flat. The feeling he felt after he got his bearings did not go away. It stayed long enough for him to wonder IF it would go away. So he is very thankful. He was scared to death (which is not a norm for my brother). He gives all of the credit to God for saving him from something terrible.
He had to get up and find help as he was in a part of the place where no one was. He wandered out where the trucks were and was asking people for help. A guy who had been helping him found him. A lady there took him to the ER at a smaller hospital in Johnson City, so he was in and out quickly. There were so many people who helped him.
Cindy drove the dump truck loaded with mulch home so the store would have it for their many deliveries. She has driven it before, so it was nothing to her.
I was so thankful they came over here. I knew I had to get my eyes on him today, and later I cried from being so happy he is okay. He may get sore. He may have some kinks in his neck, but he will be okay. Praise the Lord!
I love them so much, and it never hurts to be reminded how much we love people and how we always need to pray for each other.
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