A Reminder To Be Grateful
In 2020, at the height of the pandemic, I was reminded of a week of my life when it was just God and I as I battled an illness, and I shared my thoughts on social media. This was nine years ago today and is still a reminder of just how fragile life is. I wanted to share my thoughts again today as another reminder…
Seven years ago today, I was not watching TV, I was not on social media, I was not worried about how the president was doing, riots, and whether it is right or wrong to wear a mask in public. I was not worried about my career, whether to physically send my nine year old to school, how much exposure my three month old should get to groups of people, or how much it is worth debating political views on Facebook.
You see seven years ago this week, my family and I spent Monday together on a trip to a cavern in State College Pennsylvania that I do not remember. After an entire day of pain and agony, smiling to not ruin my son’s day of fun, my wife drove me straight to the ER that night and I was admitted to the hospital.
What was supposed to be a week of vacation ended with me in the hospital quarantined with just me and God, and trust me, I talked to God, cried to God, and pleaded with God not to take me that week.
That week, I somehow contracted Viral Meningitis which they think was a normal cold or flu that penetrated my blood stream. The swelling of my Cerebral Spinal Fluid was crushing my brain causing a pain that is indescribable.
For the first few days, they did not know if it was viral or bacterial so I could not be around anyone, and to see them walk in the room wearing….
