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What Eva Wildrick has to say....
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"Is everybody happy? If so, raise your hand."
A little prayer I often say is, "Give me a sense of humor, Lord. Give me the grace to see a joke, to get some happiness from life and pass it on to other folk."
Humor is the lifeboat we use on life's river.
Humor is to life what shock absorbers are to automobiles.
Laughter is healing.
My wreck in 1998 took away my humor for a long time. I was full of anger.
Let me go back to December 5, 1997.
That was mine and Ron's wedding day. On December 8, 1997, Ron had surgery. On the 26th of December, Ron had surgery. In April of 1998, Ron had surgery. On September 16, 1998, I had a wreck.
A 17 year old young man and a friend ran a stop sign coming onto 31 north of Peru. He was driving a '68 GTO. I was driving a beautiful 1993 Pontiac van. Three days prior, I had gotten epidural injections in my spine for my bad back. My doctor gave me permission to release the seat belt for short times because it was so uncomfortable. Upon impact, I went through the windshield and traveled, flying through the air, for approximately 150 feet. It was a terrible feeling to see the ground meeting me. A terrible feeling. I could not breath. An off duty fireman stopped and helped me. CPR - the whole works. The ambulance came and transported me to the hospital. I had a lacerated liver, collapsed lungs, broken ribs and crushed bones. The two boys did not have a scratch.
I have a K-wire in my left elbow, which allows me to bend my arm, but I cannot rub my nose when it itches. I have a left knee prosthesis, plates and pins in my left ankle and right knee. Even today, before getting out of bed, I sit on the edge of the bed and sort of set the plates before standing. Praise God I am able to stand! It took me 18 months to be able to stand. Three days later, I could take steps. Nine years have gone by and my left wrist is still dislocated, but being a crafter, I knew it was ok when I could do a bow!
A year and a half after the wreck, I felt a lump in my left breast. The ultrasound and biopsy all showed malignant. After many prayers, when the lumpectomy was over, there was no malignancy. The tissues were benign. The doctor said all this is due to the wreck.
The last month of 2004, I had surgery for osteomylitis - infection of the bone, so out came my left knee. I chose to go to Miller's Merry Manor so Ron could get some rest. He was there every day and did it all. From bathing me to putting me on the bed pan. I had a pic-line for 8 months until the surgery to put in my new knee. I was supposed to be standing and walking, but the pain was too much. You know, fat, old, lazy woman would just not comply. Two weeks later, after bleeding, all my stitches came loose. The surgeon wanted to amputate. I was not ready for that. I requested that he send me to the wound center. That was on a Friday and we could not get an appointment until Monday. On Saturday, my pastor came and we prayed and agreed that God would heal me.
The doctor at the wound center said there was nothing she saw that she couldn't heal. So, back and forth to Indianapolis weekly. I healed in 4 months. The director of the wound center had previously asked me to do a TV commercial for the wound center. As I kept giving God the credit for my healing and praising Jesus, the offer was not mentioned again. The day I was discharged from their care, the doctor told us that she was not sure she could heal my leg and if she could, it would be a year or more. To bring you up to date, there is more calcification in my left breast. God healed me of cancer the first time and he does not do 1/2 poor jobs. I will be going to Indianapolis again, but I do not expect anything to come of it. God has made me a tough old bird.
I am able to walk today short distances with the use of my walker. I still have pain. I take no pain medication. Some days I feel 16 and some days I feel 116. I don't know what I'd do without Ron. He will have to admit that I take care of him, also, and God takes care of both of us. I'll finish by quoting Max Lucado from his book 'The Applause of Heaven.' "Only a puney God could be bought with tithes. Only an egotistical God would be impressed with our pain. Only a temperamental God could be satisfied by sacrifices. Only a heartless God would sell salvation to the highest bidder. And only a great God does for his children what they can't do for themselves".
Remember, never look in the mirror after a large dinner unless you want to see how closely related "pot luck" and "pot bell" really are.
