Achy, Breaky Back
I am feeling older than my age. Like maybe 58 years old. I am walking around all bent over and slow. You see, on Saturday morning I threw my back out. I don't even know what that really means, but I think what I did is what people mean when they say it.
I was the only one awake and so I made my chai so I could sit and spend some quiet time with God. But then I saw all the laundry hanging on the rack and that would disturb me, so as my chai was cooling in the kitchen, I started folding the laundry. As I reached down to grab Steve's boxers off the bottom rack, a sharp pain crippled me. I couldn't move because of the pain. So I was left squatting. That hurt my legs after a while so I made it to the ground and just laid there.
As I was on the ground (and remember, these are hard, marble floors, not carpet), I kept thinking of my chai which was getting cold. Should I yell for Steve to come help me? No, I didn't want to scare him. So I just stayed where I was. Finally, about 20 minutes later, Steve came out. I said, "Hey there". He was shocked to see me on the floor. I told him I hurt my back and couldn't move, "could you bring me my chai?" It was cold by then. I got myself into a sitting position so I could drink it.
Eventually I got up. We had a baseball game to go to and I really wanted to go. So I slowly got dressed and got ready for the game. I was able to walk slowly and hunched over, looking quite old.
The cool thing is that I got to watch Micah play baseball. He even caught a fly ball. He slid into third and was safe. He hit the ball into outfield. It was all worth it. So even with an achy back, I loved watching him play baseball.
I was the only one awake and so I made my chai so I could sit and spend some quiet time with God. But then I saw all the laundry hanging on the rack and that would disturb me, so as my chai was cooling in the kitchen, I started folding the laundry. As I reached down to grab Steve's boxers off the bottom rack, a sharp pain crippled me. I couldn't move because of the pain. So I was left squatting. That hurt my legs after a while so I made it to the ground and just laid there.
As I was on the ground (and remember, these are hard, marble floors, not carpet), I kept thinking of my chai which was getting cold. Should I yell for Steve to come help me? No, I didn't want to scare him. So I just stayed where I was. Finally, about 20 minutes later, Steve came out. I said, "Hey there". He was shocked to see me on the floor. I told him I hurt my back and couldn't move, "could you bring me my chai?" It was cold by then. I got myself into a sitting position so I could drink it.
Eventually I got up. We had a baseball game to go to and I really wanted to go. So I slowly got dressed and got ready for the game. I was able to walk slowly and hunched over, looking quite old.
The cool thing is that I got to watch Micah play baseball. He even caught a fly ball. He slid into third and was safe. He hit the ball into outfield. It was all worth it. So even with an achy back, I loved watching him play baseball.
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Wow! I'm wordy tonight!! P.S. Sorry about your chai.