Not So Tough and Totally Clueless

When I was a kid, I always wanted to be rough and tough like the cowboys we saw on television. Through life, I’ve tried not to be a whiner. As the years roll by, life gets tougher, and my body gets weaker. I realize how much I need to be emotionally stronger.

When I asked for a double knee replacement, I knew I could be tough once. I was sure I couldn’t be tough twice.

I was trying to be really tough when the physical therapists first came to me in the hospital. A few more steps, a few more. I had no clue my shortness of breath meant anything. I gritted my teeth and said, “I’m fine!” The next therapy session had me walking more steps, and my chest pounded. Again, I smiled and said I was fine.

When the Ortho doc came the next day, I told him I felt like my chest was going to explode if I had to do therapy again. The man raised one eyebrow and said calmly, “I think we’ll run a few tests.”

Ended up that I had blown my lungs full of blood clots and part of my heart is a little on the slow side. Who knew?  I guess being tough and sweet and showing my smiley face on top of being clueless was kinda dangerous.

The old saying, “What you don’t know won’t hurt you,” isn’t so true.

But this is absolutely true – Isaiah 40:29 NIV

He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.

Blessings

KB